You were right, I was not the master of these festivities... but their slave.
When you read this... I shall have left this world with only one regret. That I cannot be with you.
In the last three days I have come to understand... that I treasure freedom above all. May you find a better road.
Your home is, I think, in the south. If so, remember that there is a place... not faraway, in Vaucluse... where they plant cherry trees among the vines. The taste of the cherries... comes through in the wine.
When you read this... I shall have left this world with only one regret. That I cannot be with you.
In the last three days I have come to understand... that I treasure freedom above all. May you find a better road.
Your home is, I think, in the south. If so, remember that there is a place... not faraway, in Vaucluse... where they plant cherry trees among the vines. The taste of the cherries... comes through in the wine.
