ligia de echandia
By:maria contreras
By:maria contreras
This is the first poetry as a child I was taught to her
cile the handkerchief fell picked my mother put
it on the hair that I'm cute! today my mother's honor for her,
woman, wife. sister, friend. mother is the symbol of nobility guides,
purees and love. for her on this day a hug filled
with love especially my sister who GOD rest her soul
my mother that stick in my life they want taticapj
contreras
cile the handkerchief fell picked my mother put
it on the hair that I'm cute! today my mother's honor for her,
woman, wife. sister, friend. mother is the symbol of nobility guides,
purees and love. for her on this day a hug filled
with love especially my sister who GOD rest her soul
my mother that stick in my life they want taticapj
contreras
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