Poets

Happy and glad all to this lovely lady that nature brought, a gift from wherever the distance, that I will always cherish, one that my heart yearns for, one that the future fully feels complete and continually brighten at her thought. Leticia, my darling, is like a puff of wind,

You are the reason I write because you mean a lot. You are the theme of my cast for you make my word, you always are in my heart your thought is my world. You make my night wet for streams of dreams so hot.

The great and the little, The brave and the cowards, The lords and the slaves, All should be gentle,