Tengo una tarde soleada
Para regalarte
Unos sueños locos que nunca alcanze
Varias uñas rotas y un alma cansada
De llorar un sueño que nuca fue.
Tengo mil horas que aun faltan
Millones de sueños por ser
Quiero empezarlos contigo
Como la primera vez.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...

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There is a star in the sky that is only mine... it look down at me and smiles and says: hey girl, how was your day? and I say, just fine!...
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Can you imagine the world without the sun? The sky without a cloud? A river without water? Can you imagine the monotony of the trees witho...
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Yo complain so much But you have your hands. With them you can work And make a living. You can plant roses Or fix a car... Or build a ...
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