Paco era mi abuelo
pero no mi verdadero
ahora que se ha ido
yo me he despedido
de lo bien que hizo
en sus 76 anos
aunque no le he visto
frente a frente
Category: 04th
Hope
Out of the darkness, I rise.
I am hope.
Out of the evil, I rise.
I am hope.
Singing my song, sweet as nectar to the ear, I fly to you
on silent wings with streaks of white and gold.
I glimmer like the northern lights on a cloudless night.
I touch your heart and give you peace.
For even in times of despair, I am hope.
Montañas
Titulo: Montañas
Las Montañas son
algo extraordinario.
Es donde la tierra
toca el cielo,
donde los ángeles pueden respirar,
donde se encuentra la vida,
aunque sea una vida de lucha.
Al llegar al pie de la montaña,
ella te hospeda.
Encuentras luz.
Cambias ahí,
porque es donde el cielo
toca la tierra.
Title (English translation): Mountains
Mountains are
something extraordinary.
They are where the earth
touches the heavens,
where angels can breathe,
where you find life,
even if it is a life of struggle.
When you get to the foot of the mountain,
She hosts you.
You find light.
You change there,
because it is where the heavens
touch the earth.
Oh, What a Day!
Today we are eating
Ramen that is flaming
Which isn’t a good idea
Because we have things from IKEA
Like calculators for our math homework
Right next to us, and if they burn, our teacher will go berserk!
And now next to us, there is a baby,
Who is lazy
Not drinking milk
Instead, playing with lemonade colored silk!
There is some more flame now
As bright as the sun and big as earth! I don’t know how
But now I see that time has flown
And we have missed our train home
Oh how I wish we had heard the phone alarm vibrate
Now our teacher will make us write on our slates!
But at least flowers don’t cost that much money,
We could bribe her with some that smell like honey!
But that interferes with my schedule you know
Because my mom said over the telephone, in a voice so low
That I would need to draw my blood
That made me angry, I threw mud
And had a tantrum with a tree
But, that isn’t normally me
I got to have ramen after blood drawing
This time not flaming
I then got to read a book
About love letters, computers, luck, and how goats look,
And how they make spaghetti, and website links
I read that book non stop till winter, till the rinks
Were open for me to skate
Then, Santa Clause came in the night
And gave me headphones to get my song lyrics right
There’s a mountain in the middle of the road
There’s a mountain in the middle of the road
That needs to go
But we can’t put it into our truck load
It can’t go away just by the big bad wolf’s blow
Everywhere’s covered in snow
So we can’t just camp out here
We can’t play the “help” song on the banjo
Oh, I wish it would just disappear
Is it a mountain or is it a rock
I don’t know
But it’s definitely bigger than my sock!
Whether at night it glows
Or not,
Please help us! We’re stuck!
Appreciation for a whale
There’s a whale out in the water,
Hopefully not about to get slaughtered
Mist flying high
Leaping into the sky
And landing with a thud
Then leaps out again like a bud
Maybe he’s a ton, maybe he’s two
And everybody’s going ooooh
Marvel at this spectacular whale
Monkeys
Monkeys swinging from vine to vine
doing a divine dance.
Oh my!
Monkeys sleeping with dreams of bananas dancing in their heads,
hoping tomorrow that is what they will be feed!
Monkeys eating breakfast loving every bite!
For a second, they get into a big fight.
Monkeys swinging from vine to vine
doing a divine dance.
Oh my!
Earth
Here is a place where the mountain goats trot.
Where the grass on the hill will never ever rot.
Where the cows eat this grass over there and over here.
This place is near the meadow with the trees and the birds.
Where the birds’ songs can not be forgot.
Where you roll around in shade on top of the grass.
Where you can be yourself and let your worries go.
Here is a place that not one but not two but many can go.
At this place you can have any adventure.
You’ll find what you seek and your story will be told.
But just one thing is certain you may come and go as you wish.
But you will never ever want to leave.
This place is wherever you want it to be.
For this place is inside your head.
You ask me “is this place real or is it really just inside my head”?.
Yes, it is inside your head but why should that mean it’s not real?
This place is real and in your mind.
This place is everyone’s home.
This place is our planet.
This place is earth.
Love
Hearts are like carts,
They bump and thump,
They aren’t round,
But they make sound,
They help you live,
So you can give.
Toys
Toys toys
Everywhere
A toy you want in
Every window
you ask for the price
You say perfect but
You
remember
You
Have
No
Money!