The time is near
When the trees are green again
The birds will comeback to the garden
The flowers will grow and the butterflies will return for their nectar...
Winter will be gone and life will be back to all...
Same with my heart. I will leave father winter behind and never look back. I will dance in joy and let life go on. I will be free of the darkness and like the phoenix bird I will reinvent myself from the ashes.
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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