Dad, where are the tears?
tears my child, come from places as diverse, some are of happiness, some by a sharp pain, some comes from the feeling of impotence ....
Papi ... but you're crying ... Where did are your tears? My son ....
my tears come from all these sides at the same time ... My tears and the tears are for your mother, who went to a place where waiting will be smiling, quiet and peaceful, she loves my child, with all his strength but God called him and had to go, but someday we'll see her again.
Dad ... now I'm crying and my tears they come from ...
mommy, I know you are with God, we will be up, I look after my dad, I love you mommy ...
mourn Sometimes bian makes us so despite being one so bad ...
purifies the soul and spreads the pain, leaving behind purified only memories of a life that is no longer the same, but must have the tendency to be better ...
Thank God for making me stronger every day
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