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Moments Life

Moments Life

In my years of sadness, when you lose the illusion, when you lack the desire to sing of love .- In my difficult moments of doubts and indecisions, your words of affection, soothed my troubles .- In my triumphs, my glory in my hours of joy, you smiled with my laughter, and to accept my victories .- My children were your children, my love – your love, my misery – your bones, my sorrows – your pain .- In a sad morning of sorrows, you left as a wave that moves away and does not return .- My eyes never saw you, my hands can not reach you, and my saddest moment, my soul was torn!! You left my life, my childhood, my dreams .- The joy of your grandchildren, and my father’s passions .- Everything is empty – broke world! I had not time to say goodbye .- They were in the car on my way home .- .- She was my life was my sister, my best friend .- It was everything to me and my children and my father .- Is the pain more intense and larger than I felt in my life .- His memory is always me and my children .- She was OUTSTANDING !!!!! Besides being a writer, I’m a poet .- I have over 100 poems that I would love to share with you all, and promised to send all, little by little, because due to my work articles and books, I do not have much free time. – I have many poems that are going to like it .- This poem I wrote to my father, shortly after the death of my mother .- If you ever wonder who were your eyes? Tell them of that, that took your cravings .– If you ever wonder, who belonged your life? Tell them that the woman, who left without farewell .- If you ever wonder if they would want?? Tell them alone of red carnations, yellow or pink or maybe white gladioli as pure as his life .- Give me the freshest, the most beautiful, the finest .- They are for my dead mother, which took my life! That there is little I can give you, Mother of my heart, I never gave you in life, pain is killing me today!! Do not worry more, my daughter – not without reason rue .- In life you gave them to me all, – . . .