rosalinda flores martinez


Happy Birthday St. Hannibal


Happy Birthday My Father Hannibal (Mary Di Francia)

I love you, Saint Hannibal


I know how you pray very hard for me everyday

Because I am yours, and you are my guardian


You know my heart,

And GOD knows my thoughts from the very start

I accept my transgressions and imperfections

And I don't swear of anything, but to the Divine

You have built in me power in faith

Refuge, what a Father can give a daughter


Please suffice me of God's grace

So I won't need of anything


Thank you for teaching me Jesus' ways

And in my failures, thank you for giving me hope


You will always give me rain

For rain, makes heaven cry with me

Till my death, give me loyalty to those I love

Let me love.



Rose Flores - Martinez,7.5.2010
8: 30AM
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Submitted: Sunday, July 04, 2010

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