The Pacific beats over and over the white warm sand. Slender gentle she, beautiful observes, the birds, the sun, the sky. The breeze caresses her body whole, enjoying the tender touch. Languishing from heat and sun. Distracted, careless, unaware her presence makes the world to care. Her prints will soon disappear the wind will make it all clear.
La mas hermosa
ReplyDeleteMi hija,
Preciosa.
Te quiero mas que a nada
no se ni por que lo hago,
te quiero por que te quiero.
beautiful.
ReplyDeleteTeddy que linda sale la Catita , me gusto mucho lo que escribistes ,,, hay otros ??Lova Minnie
ReplyDeleteDear Ernesto, what a beautiful writing and beautiful picture. It's so Catalina for me. Looking at the picture, with Catalina's hair blowing and the waves coming in combined with your words and the sun shining in the picture, I am there. The wind, the water, the smell, the sand...so true the distraction, the carelessness,the being unaware of the presence that she makes on the world around her and then the wind blowing the sand back to the way it was - very peaceful.
ReplyDeleteke lindo...asi yo tambien te kiero..solo x ke te kiero...becho
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