A LETTER TO SANTA CLAUS.
Dear Santa.
year for the first time I decided to write to you.
Yes I know, still missing a bit, but I thought it
making you read it a few days in advance.
I state that I do not want anything for myself.
Dear Santa.
year for the first time I decided to write to you.
Yes I know, still missing a bit, but I thought it
making you read it a few days in advance.
I state that I do not want anything for myself.
Now that I think I have not ever written even as a child
because I knew that I would never come. But to say that
there always a first time . You know, I think the most
people has lost sight of what really
has value, a meaning in life. I believe that no one looks
more around, anyone who thinks often a kind word,
a gesture of affection is worth more than any material thing you
has to offer. increasingly feel
ugliness of any kind ... Fear and loneliness, pointless consumerism, poverty and
... poverty of mind. Christmases as a child is not happy I got them,
and I suffered hunger and cold. Today I think all
pain with those who are lonely, sick , deprived of all dignity,
of all freedom. I think to all those children who not have never known anything
that there may be good in human beings
that have ever had not even a crumb
all what Christmas should provide for them and
Only to cruelty towards all forms of life, well, my heart
becomes small, and I'll cry, I feel suffocate because
impotent in the face to everything ... So I ask you, my dear
Santa Claus to bring a little more awareness in people,
a bit of humanity and diradare il buio nei loro occh e nei loro cuori.
Buon natale a te Lina ..se tiri diritta per la tua strada, anche se qualche volta la sorte ti รจ stata avversa.Buon natale Lina. sappi che la vita e' una terra senza confini; quando verra' il tuo momento ti consegnera' la chiave del giardino segreto e potrai finalmente ammirare che cosa si nasconde nelle quinte del tuo cuore . Buon natale a te Lina ..se non ti lasci dire cosa fare,e accetti il peso delle tue azioni e lasci che le voci discordanti scorrano come il vento sulle tue guance.. Buon natale you Lina, if reason prevails over the heart, a wound takes a long to rimanginare, but the reason all the time are the best cure ... Every day is another day to love, to dream one more day. ... one more day to live .....
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