Got is love
Thank you, Lord ,
For the friends that you give me,
For remembering me
And not letting me live in sadness
For this autumn outside the window,
With its beauty; warmth, like summer.
For not lying flat out,
I live as a person should
For this long, difficult path
Half a century long in medicine.
For my homeland - that island of mine,
For my bright image and name
For being born on a holiday,
On the Transfiguration of the Lord.
For not letting your sinful and free slave
disappear
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Novembro 30, 2024
