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miércoles, 25 de abril de 2012


It's time to celebrate "Nada malo va a pasar", Things can only get better.

This poem is for those who know what love means; on these dates, it couldn't be other that one of our beloved Bard.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark 
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 
Within his bending sickle's compass come: 
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
In general, pleasant poetry is about Love, 
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


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  2. Congratulations, teacher!!! my English is not very good, but I wish you a lot of happy years with yours favourite cat. kisses

  3. Feliz aniversario mi bello poeta, disfruta de tú (nuestro) día ♥

  4. Qué preciosa entrada... Cuánto amor... Felicidades, Fran!!! :* :*