Sunday, March 27, 2011
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Gates.
meeting is where all the answers, sometimes incomprehensible because separate me from Thee a fence: I myself.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
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Thursday, March 10, 2011
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The five burritos, Javier Villafañe
"The five burritos"
Javier Villafane (in Rooster Pinto )
(...) They loaded the moon
burritos
five and walked slowly across the river
.
're coming down this road.
With the moon in tow
burritos arrive.
who want the moon
must be asleep.
to sleep,
the five burritos
and come!
iA dream,
round the moon
already come!
Along with the moon
sleep my child and will ensure
five burritos.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
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doggy. Nostalgia Guaraní Federal
Today
had other plans
out, prowling for neighborhood as every morning, leave my trail
canine
into a shed looking for a delicious waste, chase a butterfly
technicolor,
or running furiously to nibble distracted ankle in the first pass.
Everything faded to see some of my own murder armed with a rope in one hand and a scented soap in the other.
My dreams of freedom were dashed in the large pool of laundry.
Now while I dry in the sun, I think, how unfair is my life!
For my Gigi, tied him because he likes entalcarse with soil after the bath. What for one is fair for others it may be the greatest injustice .
Today
out, prowling for neighborhood as every morning, leave my trail
canine
into a shed looking for a delicious waste, chase a butterfly
technicolor,
or running furiously to nibble distracted ankle in the first pass.
Everything faded to see some of my own murder armed with a rope in one hand and a scented soap in the other.
My dreams of freedom were dashed in the large pool of laundry.
Now while I dry in the sun, I think, how unfair is my life!
For my Gigi, tied him because he likes entalcarse with soil after the bath. What for one is fair for others it may be the greatest injustice .
Monday, March 7, 2011
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Nostalgia Guaraní is a group that performs songs entrerriano
littoral, I admire a lot and I saw them perform live,
recently I heard they had separated and I was very sad.
The music is immortal, like poetry and the man can not destroy
the wonderful work that he spent a day in their hands, now where was so much talent? Perhaps among the trees and the river who witnessed such sensitivity. Nostalgia Guaraní
always live in those we love the songs of our land.
I share it with all my amigos.Los greeting and always remember that visit, the art alive bearing fruit for us compartir.Un beso.Roxana.
Nostalgia Guaraní is a group that performs songs entrerriano
littoral, I admire a lot and I saw them perform live,
recently I heard they had separated and I was very sad.
The music is immortal, like poetry and the man can not destroy
the wonderful work that he spent a day in their hands, now where was so much talent? Perhaps among the trees and the river who witnessed such sensitivity. Nostalgia Guaraní
always live in those we love the songs of our land.
I share it with all my amigos.Los greeting and always remember that visit, the art alive bearing fruit for us compartir.Un beso.Roxana.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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Have you noticed?
I always wondered when it would no longer have those details that surround us in our life, I always thought that at some point there would be a day that we forget, or they would stop giving importance ... but ... in almost 15 years these small but rewarding moments keep repeating day after day ... day after day ... and we enjoy them over and over again .... Still, I keep wondering if someday we will stop them ...
Have you noticed the number of conversations we have had long hours of talk?
Have you ever stopped to think about the amount of laughter, tears of laughter that we shared?
Look in any corner of our home, and find one where we have not hugged or kissed.
Remember how many tears I've calmed down, how many days I have gray color, how many you get anger me quite naturally, with yours ...
how I look when I do not see you, how much you like my smile ...
Look how many times have we done to reason, as we explained the other side of the coin and as the end we reached an agreement, or as we to disagree ...
are only 15 years, I know, a pittance for what we wanted to wait. But without doubt the best years, with its good and bad times, but with you, together ...
not mistake me, lucky woman who could be at your side, that it was your wife ...
My husband, friend, lover, teacher ... you already know that would not be who I am if you were not .... I love you. My J.
Macame
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