By Chance or by fate

You have to decide

if this new chance is an opportunity

or just a temptation

if it represents hope

or just a distraction

If you've been longing for too long

You have been in pain

waiting and hoping....

Chance versus fate

Logic versus impulse...

Azul

Dedico esta entrada a un gato azul que....

de vez en vez se da sus vueltas por aqui....

Cosa curiosa, es que ningun gato que conozco....

aun con sus nueve vidas, podra o puede....

describir tan solo una de ellas en ocho oportunidades.

Asi que dejare el juego de la bola de ocho estambres para otro dia...

Hoy no puedo resumir, ni siquiera explicar... mi gatubela experiencia de la vida

LONGING FOR VACATIONS

vacaciones..........

por favor.............

vacaciones.............

para mi mente...........

para mi cuerpo...........

para mi corazon.

Me siento con complejo de homero... cada dia con el cerebrain mas pequestrozo....

y hago homeros todos los dias..... cosas terriblemente estupidas que terminana funcionando...

duh!

LONGING FOR VACATIONS

Between spelling bees and final presentations, among a whole lot of bunch of papaer work and gradings to do, children and children all over the place... even at my house to train them for the final contests....

I am longing for....

wanting.....

needing.....

V A C A T I O N S

BUTTERFLY KISSES AT NIGHT

WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERV IT?
I MUST HAVE DONE SOMETHING RIGHT....

MICHAEL BOLTON

There’s two things I know for sure,

She was sent here from heaven,

And she’s daddy’s little girl.

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,

She talks to jesus and I close my eyes.

And I thank God for all the joy in my life,

But most of all, for...Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.

Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.

"walk beside the pony daddy,Its my first ride."

"i know the cake looks funny,Daddy, but I sure tried."

Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right

To deserve a hug every morningAnd butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet sixteen today,

She’s looking like her mommaA little more every day.

One part woman, the other part girl.

To perfume and makeup,

From ribbons and curls.

Trying her wings out in a greatBig world.

but I remember...Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.

Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair.

"you know how much I love you daddy,

But if you don’t mind,

I’m only going to kiss you on The cheek this time."

With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right.

To deserve her love every morning,

And butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious timeLike the wind, the years go by Precious butterfly

Spread your wings and fly

She’ll change her name today.

She’ll make a promise,

And I’ll give her away.

Standing in the bride room Just staring at her,

She asked me what I’m thinking,

And I said "i’m not sure,I just feel like l’m losing my baby girl.

"Then she leaned over...and gave me...

Butterfly kisses, with her mama there

Stickin’ little white flowers all up in her hair

"walk me down the aisle daddy, it’s just about time"

"does my wedding gown look pretty daddy? "

"daddy don’t cry "

With all that I’ve done wrong, I must have Done something right

To deserve her love every morning

And butterfly kisses

I couldn’t ask God for more, man, this isWhat love is

I know I’ve gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember

Every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

BUTTERFLY KISSES

TO HAVE AND TO HOLD

BUT NOT TO LISTEN....

AND NOT TO STAND BY....

NOT NECESARILY TO AGREE WITH...

FORGET ABOUT SHARING DREAMS AND ALL....

NOT EVEN TALKING ABOUT THEM.....

JUST HAVING IS NOT BELONGING.....

AND CERTAILY NOT OWNING....

HOLDING IS NOT HUGGING.....

AND IS DEFFINETLY NOT NECCESARILY

EVEN BEING THERE.

MY MIND IS SWEEPING, SWEEPING, SWEEPING