Mother’s Day
By Raluca Trifan
Thank you
Dear mom,
I'd like to say thank you,
I'm a little bigger now
And I understand what you,
Did for me to be somehow.
To grow old, to be healthy, to know...
I linger in the doorway,
Waiting for your signal
That I can step into the room.
‘cause you'd rather sacrifice yourself,
For me to be in...safe.
Dear mom,
You gave me life, you understood my needs
Even when I couldn't speak
You taught me 'Life's how it should be'
You taught me 'I will always pay that fee'.
Mother
By Corina Paun
Tell your children not to walk my way
tell your children not to hear my words
What they say
what they mean
Mother,
Can you hide them from the waiting world,
Can you keep them in the dark for life?
If by chance I pass before you
Don't discount my gratitude,
You're responsible for me here…
And of course my attitude!
Raise the roof
Mother dear I'm returning tonight,
Light the lite
Now I see
Your concern,
Mother dear how you taught me to learn!
Staying up half the night
Wonderin' if what I'm doin' is right,
Raise the roof,
Light the lite,
Mother dear I'm returning tonight!
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duminică, 8 martie 2009
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* Spring is here *
A spring dream
by Andreea Cristodor
The snow stops,
A kind wind blows,
A little snowdrop makes his way
And to the Sun he smiles again
A little sparrow flies away,
And she is happy every day
As the big sky is very clear
And those warmer days are near.
Spring is like a fair maiden
With kind, good thoughts
Who brings around pure happiness
And love for all of us.
Spring
By Corina Paun
WellI I know it's just a spring haze
But I don't much like the look of it
They who don’t love spring may crush the flowers,
Trample every living thing…
But they can't stop the spring!
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post.
I lie in my room
Staring up at the ceiling…
Spring can really hang you up the most!
Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers,
And to them I'd like to drink a toast.
But I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours…
Spring can really hang you up the most!
All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt.
I know the tune. This is love, this is it.
Heard it before
And don't I know the score?
And I've decided that spring is a bore!
Spring twist
By Raluca Trifan
Leave me out with the trees,
This is all you should do.
It's the best kind of thing,
So I think it might bloom.
Give me up to the nature,
That is all you should feel.
It's that known kind of sadness
That I thought you should deal.
Sang the song of a bird
Reborn like Phoenix.
From its ashes again
In a swirling parade...
Of colours.
A spring dream
by Andreea Cristodor
The snow stops,
A kind wind blows,
A little snowdrop makes his way
And to the Sun he smiles again
A little sparrow flies away,
And she is happy every day
As the big sky is very clear
And those warmer days are near.
Spring is like a fair maiden
With kind, good thoughts
Who brings around pure happiness
And love for all of us.
Spring
By Corina Paun
WellI I know it's just a spring haze
But I don't much like the look of it
They who don’t love spring may crush the flowers,
Trample every living thing…
But they can't stop the spring!
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post.
I lie in my room
Staring up at the ceiling…
Spring can really hang you up the most!
Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers,
And to them I'd like to drink a toast.
But I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours…
Spring can really hang you up the most!
All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt.
I know the tune. This is love, this is it.
Heard it before
And don't I know the score?
And I've decided that spring is a bore!
Spring twist
By Raluca Trifan
Leave me out with the trees,
This is all you should do.
It's the best kind of thing,
So I think it might bloom.
Give me up to the nature,
That is all you should feel.
It's that known kind of sadness
That I thought you should deal.
Sang the song of a bird
Reborn like Phoenix.
From its ashes again
In a swirling parade...
Of colours.
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