Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
