Dawns, the sea is calm, there are no indications of wind; and the leaves, that remain,
Youth, passes, it disappears, it stays in the memories. But, if
My mind, recreates when I apply watercolour pigments over the paper.
I love you because you are my girl We will eat together a pineapple I will feed you
If happiness would be administered with a pill. If hope were held by a thread. If love
Every friendship she begins, her society is more developed. Every class she takes, her education
The end of the year is approaching The planetary elliptical it is closing Christmas is coming and the new year too
A raven perches over a tree branch; his weight causes the dripping of a few drops that were held,
We belong, the one to the other Like: The pin and the thread The clock and the wrist The cloud and the thunder
my efforts are summed my achievements are accumulated my goals are met Day by day my dreams are fabricated
Being a child is: Being like a feather, which a bird has lost, that rises in flight with the wind and changes direction
Simplicity bestows beauty; Intellectual, sensory or a spiritual pleasure. Like the: Feather
Living by the sea it is nice Appreciate the passing-through of migratory birds Eat seafood
Love is like taking care of a plant If you take care of it, it will bloom If you neglect it,
The present is lived At full speed! If, you are an active person, and you have family, you will understand me.