my mother's advice,
Olegario Víctor Andrade
Come here, I said softly
my mother some day.
(It still seems that I hear in the environment of voice
the sweet melody)
Come and tell me what causes such strange
tear that tear you, my son,
hanging
your eyelashes trembling like a drop of dew .
You have a penalty and concealed me;
do not you know that the easiest mother
read in the souls of their children
like you in the primer?
Want to guess what you feel?
come here urchin
with a couple of kisses on the forehead
chase the clouds away in your sky.
I burst out to mourn. Nothing I said.
- The cause of my tears not know,
but sometimes when I press the heart and cry
!..........
She bowed his head thoughtfully,
was troubled his pupil,
and wiping their eyes and mine, told me quiet
:
- always call your mother when you suffer,
to come dead or alive;
if in the world, share your sorrows;
and if not, to comfort from above.
And I do so when the tough luck, as today
disturbs the quiet of my home,
invoke the name of my beloved mother,
and then I feel that I broadens the soul!
CONGRATULATIONS!!
