Treasure Island

Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

Love Symphony


I will love myself
I will love my music
I will love my poems
I will love prayers
I will love life
I will love candles
I will love my computer
I will love the internet
I will love people
I will love my family
I will love life
I will love peace
I will love to sing
I will love sheltering myself
I will love the church
I will love the farm
I will love to travel
I will love Coffee
I will love seven up and rum
I will love the time pasing by me
I will love hearing the sound of the birds
I will love learning what Life can offer me
I will love taking care of me
I will love nurturing me

Submitted: Sunday, May 22, 2011
Edited: Sunday, May 22, 2011

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