
Anos, A year goes by,
It’s a wave on which time tides by.
It says none.
And races ahead of all,
For it is “Anos”-A year.
Metaphorically,
It stops for,
And abides by none.
Adios!

Anos, A year goes by,
It’s a wave on which time tides by.
It says none.
And races ahead of all,
For it is “Anos”-A year.
Metaphorically,
It stops for,
And abides by none.
Adios!

Let the butterflies “fly”.
Let them keep the sky,
And sprinkle their colours with love.
Let the butterflies “fly”,
For they represent God in his best of creations,
And love emanates from him.
Adios!

A new word,
Touched my heart.
It made me laugh,
And feel juvenated.
It took away the pain,
Which was nagging along,
And replaced it with laughter,
For my heart was singing a beautiful song.
Adios!
Mind you,
I am writing.
Mind you,
I am playingπ
Mind you,
The night is cold,
And the day is hot.
Mind you,
That the food on the table,
Is piping hot.
Mind you,
That everyone has a mind.
So, be happy, cheerful and do prosper in lifeππ.
Adios!

My small baby is singing,
As it has got a new toy.
The toy was broken within an hour,
But the singing didn’t stop.
My small baby is singing.
Adioa!