martes, 10 de mayo de 2011

Poem to my dear mon.

                                                                                  
Maria de Herrera
By: rolendio herrera

Maria
Lovely, always, happy, friendly, and kindly.
She always remember my grandma who in the sky is looking us.
She loves go to the church every sunday, play, traveling, spend time with her family and drink coffe in the morning.
She is afraid of darkness, of being alone, of the rain and of the thunders sound.
Her wishes are: see our family always together without discussions and visit Mexico in a excursion.
God bless my mom, give her a lot of life to see all my goals completed.
Herrera