To MyDaughters
The love a mother has to give
Is a little different...
Some times, difficult to understand!...
But in each song a bird sings,
In each fly of a butterfly,
In each star that born every day,...
There is a smile of love I would like to give for you!
My daughgter!...
That little lovely thing
That born to the world, someday,
And that I see to grow and beging,
Herself, to love...
That is our duty with life!
Daughter...start your fly...
Without any look to behind!!!
Life is a gift, love is a dream!
The lesson?...We learn by the way.
There is a time to smile and a time to cry,
A time to suffer and a time to be happy!
But life...we have only one!!!
"My children is not MY children...
are the children of me!"