Serenade SeptemberSing me to the rivers of light
Shower me with candies and surprise
Though the red ants crawl on my sweet head
you put me near to your bosoms away from my bed
Humming beegees and kisses goodnight
Prudent sounds of melody and monstrous delight
Your ice cream shimmering bubbles appear at times while you snore
I can discern at my home with your soft-hearted core
I am very proud of you, daddy
I will always be your baby girl and you will always be much younger than Elvis Presley
I miss so much now, daddy
If only you knew this already
Swarskoff is your mother-town smell
Had taught me great values till I pledge to those golden bells
Grandma's humble son that I'll always remember
Strumming my guitar to sing a jubilant birthday song for you this September
Serenading with you through the ripples of life
I'll stand by here though I am my man's wife
Even if time wrinkles us till we rot in soil
I'm bound to you by blood, not water nor oil
Spring Fever
Devious Comments
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I miss my father, it's our birthday this month and I never heard of him since the storm in Cuba.
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thank you Raffa
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I'm so happy that my dad called today. I feel better now
Did you read for him what you've written here?
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uhm, no hehe
there was a terrible phone connection, it was always breaking up..
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