lunes, 31 de mayo de 2010

my mom Almeida

My mom is the best in the world. my mom, my friend, my sister.
It t was dark ...Only ray of light in your eyes.Taught me to breatheand your insides caressed my fragile body.He dreamed of colorsand I imagined beautifulwere nine months in a pink world.I grew up little by little with your heatfeed me with your touchand phrases of love.The time camegoing to know,was very protectedafraid of losing ...It was lighta June morningthere were you momso wonderful and so sweetas I had imagined.I learned with the passage of timedangerous and in my travelseach of your tipsrated in each actof my seventeen years.

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