Thursday, April 30, 2009

Monique Parent Is Too Old

A day account

J oliment adorned natural attractions offered by the gods, O
ctroyés unambiguously few elected
R eçois my dear child the affection of a father,
D e those who do say other than the ear,
A insi I have no choice but to lie in the words,
N e wanting this day to deprive you of my heart ,
A crostiche love created in your honor.

M espite you're far away lands lost
A ssur-you probably love of yours.

F euillette the years that there are in the spring, I
llustre beauty for your twenty-one years,
L age where all desires are realized,
L nd choice live free with confidence.
E nvole up my nice, goes to the sky ...

To my daughter Jordana for his 21 years

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