Sunday, October 21, 2007

...Guess How Much I Love U...


Little Nutbrown Hare,

who was going to bed, held on tigh to Big Nutbrown Hare's very long ears.

He wanted to be sure that Big Nutbrown Hare was listening.
"Guess how much I love you", he said.
"Oh, I don't think I could guess that", said Big Nutbrown Hare.

"This much", said Little Nutbrown Hare,
stretching his arms as wide as they could go.

Big Nutbrown Hare had ever longer arms.
"But I love you this much", he said.
Hmm, that is a lot, thought Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you as high as I can reach", said Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you as high as I can reach", said Big Nutbrown Hare.
That is very high, thought Little Nutbrown Hare.
I wish I had arms like that.

Then Little Nutbrown Hare had a good idea.
He tumbled upside down and reached up the tree trunk with his feet.
"I love you all the way up my toes!", he said.

"And I love you all the way up to your toes", said Big Nutbrown Hare, swinging him up over his head.

"I love you as high as I can hop!" laughed Little Nutbrown Hare.
bouncing up and down.

"But I love you as high as I can hop", smiled Big Nutbrown Hare - and he hopped so high that his ears touched the branches above.

That's good hopping, thought Little Nutbrown Hare.
I wish I could hop like that.

"I love you all the way down the lane as far as the river", cried Little Nutbrown Hare.

"I love you across the river and over the hills", said Big Nutbrown Hare.

That's very far, thought Little Nutbrown Hare.
He was almost too sleepy to think anymore.

Then he looked beyond the thornbushes, out into the big dark night.
Nothing could be farther than the sky.

"I love you right up to the moon", he said, and closed his eyes.
"Oh, that's far" said Big Nutbrown Hare
"That is very, very far"
Big Nutbrown Hare settled Little Nutbrown Hare into his bed of leaves.

He leaned over and kissed him good night.

Then he lay down close by and whispered with a smile,
"I love you right up to the moon-
and back."

Written by Sam McBratney
Illustrated by Anita Jeram
*Nunk voy a olvidar esta historia Mama" THANKS!!!

Friday, October 19, 2007

...Ccs...


Faltaban 19 días para que se cumpliese un año desde mi ida Ccs y ahora heme aquí…
De regreso, gracias a dios no por las mismas circunstancias pero igual… el llegar a la misma hora el mismo clima la misma gente, bolsos, ruidos, café, automóviles, la luz, las nubes todo era igual nada había cambiado desde la ultima vez que estuve allí, y todo en mi se movió, volvió el dolor, los recuerdos la pena la opresión de mi corazón todo regreso y recordé porque había estado allí hace un año y la decisión que tome en ese momento. Pero estoy lejos... lejos de donde estuve la ultima vez, lejos de las circunstancias, lejos de la gente, estoy lejos de ti o al menos eso pensé y me duele que en mi regreso a Maracaibo te vuelva a ver… ya no te quiero volver a ver…
Y te vi y no en Caracas como pensé, no, te vi aquí en mi ciudad y me entere que volviste y ahora te pregunto: ¿porque me vuelves a escribir?, porque me preguntas como estoy?, porque...?, y aunque me duela después de todo este tiempo y aunque te duela y si aun te sigo queriendo pero es simple –No somos el uno para el otro-


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Coldplay
We Never Change


I want to live life, and never be cruel
I wanna live life, and be good to you

And i wanna fly
I'll never come down
And live my life
And have friends around

We never change do we no, no
We never learn do we
So i wanna live, in a wooden house
I wanna live life, and always be true
I wanna live life, and be good to you

And i wanna fly
But never come down
And live my life
And have friends around

We never change do we
We never learn do we
So i wanna live in a wooden house
And making more friends would be easy

Oh, and i don't have a soul to save
Yes and i sin every single day
We never change do we
We never learn do we

So i want to live in a wooden house
Where making more friends would be easy
I wanna live where the sun comes out

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