Today I bring a poem of my friend Amber's blog Thoughts of Amber color.
I recommend to those who do not know it, that you spend to see and read their poems and things.
I like it.
The pictures this time are mine
look back
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look back look at the fields
That there leave of well covered flowers
Reflections of my soul in lakes
I planted seeds in times of
have done a nice colorful coat shine
hills and mountains
With that golden light that I left
hope, so will shine on the road
sprouts of my heart, you go marching
And I feel like escaping from my hands
Those sweet children
love so much I keep walking on my way
Come and return is my destiny
Just ask some of this time
To rest my soul and my body
The years have left me van
Wrinkles on the face, eyes tired
working hunched shoulders
From all that I leave satisfied
Three morning stars twinkle
Following the path I have drawn
trip and I hope if twist
gathered pace and keep walking
With souls to both support
And not feel alone and frustrated
Life is a treacherous jungle
If I was always lurking
And could clean their steps
weed would see my erect shoots well
Continue your path straight
am the mother alone rueful
By not being able to give a better life
No black clouds and storms
Covering the sun shines their mornings
Watching them run around with enthusiasm
full of energy and force their bodies
Her eyes shine with joy
know that they are attached, each day
as a mother is what I just ask
And in his heart , feel my heartbeat.
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