Saturday, October 17, 2009

Bridal Boutiques On The Lisburn Road



Happy mothers day to all!

Happy day to all ... mothers, grandmothers, aunts, godmothers, all who love and support a little life until it can be routed one and even more ... because even when our children are older we continue to look for them. Have a wonderful day and enjoy this tie that binds one generation to another and that is nothing but love.

Llaela My mother's name, its people could not write the name Yael, who had liked my grandmother, then put it Castilianized.

Llaela was called and was an exceptional woman, working, attending the house, their four children, knitting, sewing, painting in various techniques, mainly in oils, my finger was green, looked after the garden of his house and garden mine, and was a poet.

Today in honor of her two poems I will show you made, one for my daughter Ayelén when cumplió17 years and another when I had my tiny Leonel:



Today I be a poet and write the most beautiful verse would be a painter
paint your beauty, but nothing
am.

I'm just your grandmother
I can tell you I love you!

as you are with your strengths and weaknesses.

want to be happy, you keep growing

so beautiful inside.
That someday,
wise eyes, you discover
to know the love
as a grape black eyes as you look, I'll be your grandmother
Llaela
to be with you.


LLaela V. November 2005


I saw the round white moon


mourn for him mourn for Leonel.


Mourn for the little boy is tiny and skinny
pinchadito
all to live. Leonel Force



struggle to grow at dawn awaits
mom, dad and Ayelén.


Llaela V. March 2003
Child


little round white moon looking at you last night

thirty days have passed.


looked with curiosity to see if the little boy has grown a little
.

saw through the window is a little older


twenty grams each day has increased who has spent little


The little boy called
Leonel Haim Ayelén sister and grandmother
Llaela
is what he loves.

Llaela V.

April 1903 I once read that we are like dwarfs on giants Cococho because we as mounted on the shoulders of those who preceded us, from here we glimpse the horizon and study ... work .... and we set targets in life really are who we are, we achieved what we achieved, by those who preceded us. By their values, their worldview, their care, love and dedication.

Thanks Mom for your love, there's still holding me.

Happy day to all!!

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