
A small typo,
May spell as,
“A” instead of “B”.
It may say,
“Tow” instead of “How”.
A small typo may read as,
“Very hood” instead of “Very good”.
But it can’t,
Change love.
For love is not bounded by any definition.
It is true and eternal.
Adios!

A small typo,
May spell as,
“A” instead of “B”.
It may say,
“Tow” instead of “How”.
A small typo may read as,
“Very hood” instead of “Very good”.
But it can’t,
Change love.
For love is not bounded by any definition.
It is true and eternal.
Adios!

A beautiful morning,
With nothing to worry,
Save to be free.
Sometimes freedom costs a lot,
As it is an idle time,
Which says a lot but does nothing.
A beautiful morning,
Is a wonderful feeling,
But for it to be beautiful,
One has to strive for it to be,
For beauty is an inner strength,
With all goodness,
And it must be free of any tension,
So that when you wake up,
All of your soul, mind and body,
Should be in spree and in a quest to complete all that is to be done,
And always be very very happy.
Adios!

A small tune filled my heart,
With laughter, happiness, and good thoughts.
With Jesus’s teachings and all merry brought.
A small tune gave us that happiness,
Which nothing could give,
For that tune was blessed by Lord himself,
Who is above all and with us.
Adios!

A bag of goodies,
Made me happy,
Made me smile.
A bag of goodies,
Contained a pen, a book,
A tune, a nook.
A magic, a charm,
A beautiful song and a balm.
A recipe for happiness,
And small prayer,
To keep us safe and warm.
Adios!
Adios!