Life, Feelings and Opinions of an Andalusian lady

                The time is coming when we rejoice the birth of the Savior of the world             He who was born in a poor stable being the King of Creation to teach us            The real meaning of greatness and loftiness in a tender defenceless baby.            Folks humblest and poorest shall be raised and charitable acts to be praised            The time is coming   to punish the cruel and grim memories of heartless men            All mean and lewd perverts and greedy rich and boastful people be despised.            It should be no time nor place to uncharitable wicked cruel acts and materialist            And competitive mindset must be erased and the consumer´s egoistic frenzy            Left asid...

  The grief and sadness oppressed my heart for too long. A quarter of the century ago the blow was too tough, But now the situation is worse because I hardly have Remembrances and energies left of them to mourn And the emptiness accompany my life and mind. Like a new companion, I dread the void which gets Giant every year and draining every energy and joy Leaving only the pain and sucking the rest of emotions Essential in every living creature which IA relently  imitates Without joyful and painful memories to remind and cherish To fulfill my mind and life but floating in a void of ignorance In the quiet garden of oblivion of myself like a lifeless human In a painting, sculpture or grave, silent and unable to continue pensively the path of life but gloomily where my soul wanders. Ignored without any spark to lighten my life without remorse For any livelier demeanour since the Grim Reaper cut off lives Of my dearest ones depriving us of the fair...