se me antoja que la vida
es como ellas...
pasajera e incierta
que nos depara esa nube gris
que se acerca lentamente en la distancia?
traera la lluvia suave
que remoja la tierra
y revive la esperanza?
O sera una tormenta que arraza
con todo y nos deja en la nada?
Quizas nos traiga una nevada
que cubrira la tierra con
la nieve blanca...
bueno al fin y al cabo que importa!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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A Second Chance
365 days we go, Round and around The brighten sun And we end at the exact Same point we were In the past year... But the canvas Is once ag...

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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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