All Melissa Sue Anderson Fakes

* Clear Water *

clear water waiting for a miracle

that reaches your soul clear.

A child's care, hope

silent as a seed to sprout.

We cries for help and delivery

his pat on the fertile slopes

watering the field and poor thirst for calm,

which is home to plants and fish.

man responds to this call

water in the pit dies.

There is no other way to save,

only aware of his fate.

Wake heart, we must stop it

to waste, a matter of urgency.

No time to think, poor little

dry plates, is that you do not feel

from your spirit that is asleep

and thinks that is a lie wait no longer.

Listen ... nature calls,

if you are part of the land inert

crying from the depths of the seas,

suffering as a mother who does not sleep.

Listen ... no longer hide their heads

and fight for water decreases.

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CHILDREN LOVE

Longing those adventurous boyhood days.
My village with its streets, scented with orange blossoms.
Your trees so green, I would climb
and in dreams, sleep, go back to being happy.

The girl at that time, was like the rose,
in a storybook, difficult to erase.
Between tears and laughter I learned to walk
the world, to life, a butterfly flew.

My mother and her advice, watered my way.
Solas, in the big house, we lived in peace.
A clean, clear sky, covered our fate.

I forget moments of calm comfort
beloved temple, faith, divine love.
In my soul, are memories, memories so vivid.

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suffering ...

often perceive in my path
poverty, anguish and sadness, but always descry

nobility of the people, who gives his sincere love.

so much suffering, I just hope
decrease it, put the strength, although
sometimes not satisfied
to change everything I want.

In the hands of God is life.
Many men away from the road.
not know that you love without measure.

If divine love realizing how big the
wrapped in hugs, his long-suffering
existence, would yield positive results.

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Happy ...







are those who are children ... because they have the pure soul
and they can say what they think and feel, without hiding anything ... Happy

the elderly ... that have regained
a child's heart and, like them, reveal truths unimaginable ...

are those who love ... because they see the world with dreamy eyes and find
, day by day, a reason to keep living ...

are those who have illusions ... because nothing stops
and strive without rest, to get everything they propose, but did not get all ...

Blessed are the meek ... because they give to others, without to racial, social or cultural and see in every human being, a brother who help and love ...

are those who are content with what they have ... they have discovered that the same can be happy ...

Blessed are the peacemakers ... proque they will get peace and comfort in this and in the Hereafter ...