When the children grow up alone most likely parents age alone time is the fastest, and without a doubt the worst enemy of the human being. Years pass without noticing, and often do not even know in that moment we grow, in that time age everything has its time, everything has its time; What didn’t at the time time led him, if you thought that your company, your love of father, your wise advice; you could save them to give them the child that usually you wait; day after day without seeing you come, year after year without your voice heard and your Meanwhile in another world these Parranda women, Sumatra and more and your father in the trunk of oblivion’s role is made wait, a vague memory toys in your mind, you think of your children, and for a moment want to hug again them.

You think about it, doubt it, and decide that another day you still will do it your way without giving gear after, waste of money, women, partying and games, and you become to forget that children love the Christmas while your kids elsewhere dream of Verte Pope, bring your Christmas bonus and take them to walk and are new illusions and dream that time becomes carry a tired day, decide to return, because no more women, Sumatra, or party, you want to return, looking for a role apparently saved the Pope’s in the trunk of oblivion, you dream that your children waiting for are still and seeing you to amateurs to meet you running soon come; you come home, and you shiver stepping on dry leaves falling from the trees, gives you. You get to the door nobody leaves your children encounter they grew up and forgot the labra Pope, there are no children waiting at home radiate this you look in the mirror, that tired, you’ve aged, you can notice it. Strange your children to see the solitude, perhaps blame the time by not watching the years, perhaps you have repented, but is too late already. The dried leaves do not return to the tree, the chicken never returns to its they hatch the rose not again be cocoon, and become similarly children grow not again children ever time late early makes us reflect, or if we have outstanding debts, billing invoices someday we will pass don’t let time arrives, pass and leave, leaving outstanding issues, recalls that time is very fast and you will never reach it..