As the: burning flames of an ardent fire charm of a flower which opens in spring
anger is ire anger is red it’s a moody
When you pass the forties The body begins to decline; and stops being at its fullest With the body in decline the emotions and the mind
We belong, the one to the other Like: The pin and the thread The clock and the wrist The cloud and the thunder
They can give me confinement They can demand silence from me They can tie my wings My soul will always be free
I’m inside a stimulating space The lighting is adequate I’m sitting
It’s been years the ones we’ve been together A fantastic daughter A great piece of land Changes of blankets
Living by the sea it is nice Appreciate the passing-through of migratory birds Eat seafood
Being a child is: Being like a feather, which a bird has lost, that rises in flight with the wind and changes direction
In the present life is good My daughter she is standing out My wife
The present is lived At full speed! If, you are an active person, and you have family, you will understand me.
In the deepness of your: Creativity Fear Future Goodness
My daughter is growing She grows and grows Her mind unfolds Her talents are harnessed She grows and grows
my efforts are summed my achievements are accumulated my goals are met Day by day my dreams are fabricated
I love you because you are my girl We will eat together a pineapple I will feed you