Luiz Botelho's Blog – February 2009 Archive (2)

"A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.



Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the… Continue

Hey, my kid



Piece of me,



How have you been?



For where you are now



Is kinda hard for me to see



But I´ll do it somehow…





Here hey call me crazy, crazy, crazy!



When I look into nowhere



To try to gaze into your eyes





They call me lazy, lazy, lazy…



When my thoughts wonder not so clear



As I walk into nowhere for many miles





Hey, my kid



Peace of… Continue