April 23 2 010
Of a Mother to its future Son
You will be my hope to live,
And you will be my Peace and my heat,
And you will be my love and my truth,
Because if you are still not, you I am sorry to flutter
Because soon, very quickly you will come
You will be my happiness and me to suffer,
You will be my flower of the garden,
And you will be my struggle and my value,
And I will give you my heart,
Because if you are still not, you I am sorry to flutter
Because soon, very quickly you will come
You will sing as I will sing to you,
You will love how I loved you,
You will live as I taught you,
And this will be what you want to be,
Because if you are still not, you I am sorry to flutter
Because soon, very quickly you will come
MARIAN
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Hello Marian, beautiful poem and beautiful feeling those of this mother to its future son / daughter. Thanks for sharing them with us, you see in this and in many other things, the men we go at your light years.
a greeting.
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maria hello I tedigo for average prays of pleasure or one the whole love life and lusion I have lunch and more to see it growing since as I say that the water is usually a life the wind perfumes and the ground q treads on its meal and you q are the star q the luminas never lose your light and you life ciao nice