Far below him lay the sea,a sea bluer than any sky he had ever seen.The land stretched in and out along the shore,up and down,all green and golden,with here and there purple and red flowers.
He stood alone watching the waves and thinking:
"where were the happy days when he used to be with his mates?"
....had he really changed so much or was it only fancy....?
He remembered the summer camps,his precious love,the smile on her face..and his eyes brightened.
It was not in vain,his life had been good in spite of all the tears.