martes, 31 de mayo de 2011
Poem for my monther
Let your heart full of love
I conceive the heart, life
and what I am proud to see me grow
teaching me know I talked with reason
and with the purest affection of your heart.
On each trip
I raised with your help
In each mistake
I recant your voice
And perhaps in every pain
Your words comforted me
I removed the affliction.
Poem for Linda...
I conceive the heart, life
and what I am proud to see me grow
teaching me know I talked with reason
and with the purest affection of your heart.
On each trip
I raised with your help
In each mistake
I recant your voice
And perhaps in every pain
Your words comforted me
I removed the affliction.
Poem for Linda...
Welcome to my blog
Mayerlin Espina Burgos
How do I look like?
This is my classmate
Talking about Isamar Sarmiento...
Now I comment about my classmate Isamar Sarmiento, she is twentyyears old, she lives in La Coromoto Neigboardhood in San Francisco,she is tall, thin, she has long hair, brown eyes, she is brunette, she lovesdancing, partying, she likes chicken, pizza and ham, and she doesn´t like it is spaghetti and fish
These are my classmates
My fellow students are. Herlin Estrada, Liliana Hernández, IsamarSarmiento and me. We all study English III with Professor Doris Moleroin Section H312.
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