<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834</id><updated>2012-01-19T10:33:50.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOS SENTIMIENTOS DE LUNA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6864081028783196151</id><published>2011-08-23T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T18:15:20.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Esxtraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx55P-59Zxk/TlRQWFu_MpI/AAAAAAAAEhU/fhWDAjYcyb4/s1600/mujer%2Bbonita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644224573428675218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx55P-59Zxk/TlRQWFu_MpI/AAAAAAAAEhU/fhWDAjYcyb4/s400/mujer%2Bbonita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Los extraño….&lt;br /&gt;No me resigno... aunque pasen los años&lt;br /&gt;...a su olvido...que es de ustedes...&lt;br /&gt;Han preguntado por mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;A que distancia están de mi soledad.&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida se va sin saber de ustedes&lt;br /&gt;los quiero, son el recuerdo de mi niñez.&lt;br /&gt;Porque me olvidaron...&lt;br /&gt;Se me va la vida sin saber de ustedes&lt;br /&gt;Han preguntado por mi.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tengo tristeza de enfrentar la vida….&lt;br /&gt;sin la fuerza…..de su amor.&lt;br /&gt;Han preguntado por mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cada noche les recuerdo...cuando pasábamos&lt;br /&gt;noches eternas en las mecedoras hablando de&lt;br /&gt;nuestros sueños y la luna como testigo...&lt;br /&gt;de 6 hermanos invencibles que íbamos a&lt;br /&gt;conquistar el mundo, para realizar nuestros&lt;br /&gt;sueños...Solo algunos lo lograron.&lt;br /&gt;A mi solo me quedo la soledad que me acompaña&lt;br /&gt;cada noche.&lt;br /&gt;Quien se llevo el amor de mis hermanos...&lt;br /&gt;Su amor se esfumo como agua en mis dedos...&lt;br /&gt;La soledad me acompaña con la solitaria luna&lt;br /&gt;ella no me abandona se aferra a mi como el rayo&lt;br /&gt;a la tormenta.&lt;br /&gt;Han preguntado por mi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me duele ser parte de su pasado&lt;br /&gt;y no de su presente&lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón hay un grito de esperanza de que&lt;br /&gt;los volveré a ver y preguntaran por mi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx55P-59Zxk/TlRQWFu_MpI/AAAAAAAAEhU/fhWDAjYcyb4/s72-c/mujer%2Bbonita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-2312512841285253260</id><published>2011-04-28T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T07:31:45.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las manos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpY5o6Txj80/TbrLjGlL5cI/AAAAAAAAER0/KownQQG7OtE/s1600/posterda6bd58819dd12ad2d9c8fd0a045d4d14c35e46e.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpY5o6Txj80/TbrLjGlL5cI/AAAAAAAAER0/KownQQG7OtE/s400/posterda6bd58819dd12ad2d9c8fd0a045d4d14c35e46e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601012890511074754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Las manos de mi padre fueron diseñadas&lt;br /&gt;para construir, con el sol y el frió sus&lt;br /&gt;manos se agrietaron.&lt;br /&gt;Pero cada surco fueron sueños realizados.&lt;br /&gt;En sus manos siempre encontrabas amparo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaba la justicia, la honestidad, y la&lt;br /&gt;sencillez, siempre dispuesto a enseñar&lt;br /&gt;sus talentos, era compasivo, generoso y&lt;br /&gt;amigable con los que necesitaban una mano&lt;br /&gt;amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu gente no te busca, quizás hasta te&lt;br /&gt;olvidaron, pero siempre estuviste presente,&lt;br /&gt;cuando te necesitaron.&lt;br /&gt;Amabas ser un espíritu libre, no querías que&lt;br /&gt;te ataran a un solo lugar, amabas encontrar&lt;br /&gt;nuevos caminos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no volviste al lugar de tus raíces,&lt;br /&gt;cuanto te hubiera gustado morir ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no huele a café por las mañanas,&lt;br /&gt;ya no hay noticias, ni se escucha el&lt;br /&gt;portón cuando tu partías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me darás la mano para rescatarme,&lt;br /&gt;solo me quedan tus recuerdos que se pierden&lt;br /&gt;con el paso de los años.&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera haber detenido el tiempo para decirte&lt;br /&gt;gracias por cuidarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que algún día volveremos a estar juntos&lt;br /&gt;nuevamente, pero por ahora tengo que esperar&lt;br /&gt;y aceptar tu partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como te recuerdo, cuando quería volar lejos&lt;br /&gt;de ti y ahora que has partido…Te extraño.&lt;br /&gt;Guardare de ti los bellos momentos compartidos.&lt;br /&gt;Solo Dios sabe cuánto te extraño cada lunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no volaremos juntos por caminos de libertad,&lt;br /&gt;amábamos ser libres.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando no pueda ver tu rostro, mirare a la luna&lt;br /&gt;Y ella me cubrirá con un manto de estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento tu presencia desde este lugar,&lt;br /&gt;solo siento que estas aquí...Luna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-2312512841285253260?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/2312512841285253260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=2312512841285253260' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/2312512841285253260'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Donde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggKKk-UwzeI/TZnUVOy8SVI/AAAAAAAAEPs/AW4PuMXG9M4/s1600/posterb54f735ecdde857ec799cccf5445184a47508358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggKKk-UwzeI/TZnUVOy8SVI/AAAAAAAAEPs/AW4PuMXG9M4/s400/posterb54f735ecdde857ec799cccf5445184a47508358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591733873571285330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mientras la ciudad dormía&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;no sabia si te encontrabas bien o sufrías.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi corazón latía de dolor buscándote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;sin saber donde encontrarte.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi niño se ha perdido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;en la inmensidad de la noche.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Las horas son eternas y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;el reloj camina lento&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; mi niño no aparece.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Te busco en cada rinconcito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;de esta inmensa ciudad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;En la claridad del amanecer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;te sigo buscando y mis &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ojos cansados de llorar no te ven.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanta gente y yo buscándote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;con la solitaria luna.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Nadie me busca, Nadie me espera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;me perdí en la inmensidad de&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;la noche.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi teléfono dejo de timbrar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;y yo ansiando tu llamada.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Nadie me ayuda a encontrarte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;solo yo y la luna te buscamos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Miro al cielo y al horizonte esperando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ver tu delgada figura.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Nadie me entiende, Nadie me llama,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;el tic tac del reloj, es melodía que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;hace que mi alma se angustie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mis ojos se cierran&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mis pasos son lentos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mi mente no piensa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Solo quiero encontrarte mi niño.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-7145064067192240042?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/7145064067192240042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=7145064067192240042' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/7145064067192240042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/7145064067192240042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2011/04/donde.html' title='Donde'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggKKk-UwzeI/TZnUVOy8SVI/AAAAAAAAEPs/AW4PuMXG9M4/s72-c/posterb54f735ecdde857ec799cccf5445184a47508358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3908801946285580576</id><published>2011-02-10T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:42:19.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TVSwFTopfgI/AAAAAAAAEDc/c0lg_XkYdTg/s1600/Cristina%252BBranco%252Bcristinabranco26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572272244180745730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TVSwFTopfgI/AAAAAAAAEDc/c0lg_XkYdTg/s400/Cristina%252BBranco%252Bcristinabranco26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me siento quebrantada&lt;br /&gt;Apenas resisto tanta maldad.&lt;br /&gt;Pero mi corazón es fuerte&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mí existe bondad.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy lastimada, y llena de dolor,&lt;br /&gt;pero me levantaré de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;no me excluyan de sus vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sido expuesta a tanto dolor&lt;br /&gt;y he sido olvidada.&lt;br /&gt;Pero volveré a ponerme de pie.&lt;br /&gt;No sabes de mi fortaleza.&lt;br /&gt;No sabes lo último de mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me quedaré cerca, por si&lt;br /&gt;necesitan un poco de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Pero voy a mantenerme firme.&lt;br /&gt;No me van a detener.&lt;br /&gt;No me conocen.&lt;br /&gt;No saben quién soy.&lt;br /&gt;No me excluyan de su vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sido quebrantada&lt;br /&gt;Y he sido olvidada.&lt;br /&gt;Pero puedo aceptarlo, volveré&lt;br /&gt;y me pondré de pie.&lt;br /&gt;No han visto lo mejor de mí corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No habrá rencores.&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es el fin.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy bajo presión, pero volveré.&lt;br /&gt;Los tiempos son difíciles, pero&lt;br /&gt;me hicieron firme como el acero.&lt;br /&gt;Voy a mostrarles el amor&lt;br /&gt;que siento por todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sido quebrantada&lt;br /&gt;Y he sido olvidada.&lt;br /&gt;No voy a ir a ninguna lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedare justo aquí,&lt;br /&gt;cerca de la Luna.&lt;br /&gt;No me verán suplicar&lt;br /&gt;No comprare su amor&lt;br /&gt;No podrán detenerme,&lt;br /&gt;No es el fin todavía&lt;br /&gt;Volveré a limpiar la cenizas,&lt;br /&gt;y a sembrar amor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3908801946285580576?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3908801946285580576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3908801946285580576' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3908801946285580576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3908801946285580576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-siento-quebrantada-apenas-resisto.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TVSwFTopfgI/AAAAAAAAEDc/c0lg_XkYdTg/s72-c/Cristina%252BBranco%252Bcristinabranco26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-1632624223013625238</id><published>2010-07-22T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:20:01.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminos opuesto...Unidos por amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TEillfJo1PI/AAAAAAAAD7E/6w9Ngi4TWpg/s1600/sem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TEillfJo1PI/AAAAAAAAD7E/6w9Ngi4TWpg/s400/sem.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496825408641357042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Los dos caminamos por dos continentes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yo bajo la tormenta y tu bajo un cielo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;lleno de luz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo lucho día a día para sobrevivir y tu &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;luchas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;para llenar el gran vació de tu alma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo lucho contra un sistema arcaico para &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ganarme &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;un pedacito de libertad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tu eres un rayo de luz en mis tormentas y yo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;seré un nuevo corazón para ti.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mis pensamientos vuelan a ti, para no caer &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;vencida y poder sobrevivir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mis heridas en mis batallas, las cura un ángel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Y mi recompeza sera un rayo de luz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-1632624223013625238?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/TEillfJo1PI/AAAAAAAAD7E/6w9Ngi4TWpg/s72-c/sem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-1984209070621078343</id><published>2009-10-07T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:00:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yfIf1nXZG3c/Tem702ZFx-I/AAAAAAAAEVs/RRhsWkwpxh0/s1600/bajo-el-ala-de-un-angel.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yfIf1nXZG3c/Tem702ZFx-I/AAAAAAAAEVs/RRhsWkwpxh0/s400/bajo-el-ala-de-un-angel.jpg" 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Angel'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yfIf1nXZG3c/Tem702ZFx-I/AAAAAAAAEVs/RRhsWkwpxh0/s72-c/bajo-el-ala-de-un-angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-7790649467689997941</id><published>2009-10-06T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:33:29.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi pequeña princesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qb_Np-nnNec/TenDohp3E3I/AAAAAAAAEV0/4PQ0ZdlRwbA/s1600/34338_416588189547_693149547_4392391_6851425_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qb_Np-nnNec/TenDohp3E3I/AAAAAAAAEV0/4PQ0ZdlRwbA/s400/34338_416588189547_693149547_4392391_6851425_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614233511490163570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mi pequeña princesa deja de llorar, yo&lt;br /&gt;se que tu corazón esta quebrantado por&lt;br /&gt;haber perdido a tu papá. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero decirte que tu papá es Dios, el te&lt;br /&gt;cuida y te abraza cada mañana, con ese sol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;brillante que ilumina tu día.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda al viento para que te bese y seque&lt;br /&gt;tus lágrimas, que son como perlas que&lt;br /&gt;recorren tu carita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El siempre va a estar a tu lado, cuando más&lt;br /&gt;lo necesites, el no te abandonara jamás, aun&lt;br /&gt;si tu lo dejaras el siempre estará contigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El te conocía aun cuando no nacías, y te&lt;br /&gt;dará más de lo que tus padres terrenales &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;podrían darte, el te ama con amor eterno, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para El eres su tesoro mas preciado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El te consolara y limpiara cada lágrima y te&lt;br /&gt;dará todo su amor …..Dios es tu padre y te&lt;br /&gt;ama igual, como a su hijo Jesucristo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi pequeña princesa no lo olvides jamás&lt;br /&gt;Tu papá (Dios) te ama……..Como yo te amo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Búscalo cada mañana, acércate a El, siente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;su amor y poder, el te sostiene y consuela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sientas que la vida es injusta y la &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tristeza sea tu compañía, búscalo con anhelo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El te ayudara y te cuidara en la tormenta, ten &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fe y esperanza, El te dará paz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios…te ama...Dios te cuida…Dios te perdona&lt;br /&gt;Ámalo como yo, mi pequeña princesa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-7790649467689997941?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/7790649467689997941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pudiste haberme hecho una persona&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;perfecta según mi propio concepto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;de la perfección, o el de alguien más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sin embargo no lo hiciste Jesús.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Más bien me creaste tal como querías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;que fuera y me dotaste de perfección,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a tu manera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dudar, equivale a dudar de tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Aceptarlo es hallar completa paz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;seguridad y reposo de tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Acógeme ahora, tal como soy, en tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;corazón.........Gracias............Señor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-5698298751281437540?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/5698298751281437540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=5698298751281437540' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5698298751281437540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5698298751281437540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/09/pudiste-haberme-hecho-una-persona.html' title=''/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qiNzOwfeC2A/TenF4qTmpmI/AAAAAAAAEV8/hSNjwAkturo/s72-c/una%2Bpersona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-2191840216517012583</id><published>2009-09-14T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:19:31.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo que vos eres para mi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/Sq7AhtfRpUI/AAAAAAAADqY/wblj65V_0bs/s1600-h/1252678248iV1C7bz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381450290133312834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/Sq7AhtfRpUI/AAAAAAAADqY/wblj65V_0bs/s400/1252678248iV1C7bz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lo que vos eres para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tu voz es un abrazo para el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres luz para mis días sin sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres una sonrisa en la tormenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres una palabra de aliento cuando&lt;br /&gt;me siento derrotada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres una mano que me sostiene para&lt;br /&gt;no caer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres el amor de Dios que llega a trabes&lt;br /&gt;de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tu eres una bendición de Dios que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;armoniza aquí en la tierra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Al conocerte mi soledad ya no existe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eres el sentimiento más bello que Dios&lt;br /&gt;me regalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gracias por siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-2191840216517012583?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/2191840216517012583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=2191840216517012583' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/2191840216517012583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/2191840216517012583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/09/lo-que-vos-eres-para-mi.html' title='Lo que vos eres para mi.'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/Sq7AhtfRpUI/AAAAAAAADqY/wblj65V_0bs/s72-c/1252678248iV1C7bz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-495985913003174192</id><published>2009-09-01T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:05:54.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Luna de Sofia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnw1BykcLBI/TenLM_jO8bI/AAAAAAAAEWE/uBd53-SD5eA/s1600/copia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnw1BykcLBI/TenLM_jO8bI/AAAAAAAAEWE/uBd53-SD5eA/s400/copia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614241834572116402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mamita que fue lo que te lastimo&lt;br /&gt;que no sonríes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamita que fue lo que hice que&lt;br /&gt;dejaste de abrazarme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformaste tu cálido corazón&lt;br /&gt;en acero y tu ternura en hielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamita porque no me arrullas&lt;br /&gt;con una canción o me cuentas&lt;br /&gt;un cuento de princesas y te&lt;br /&gt;olvidas de llorar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Toca mi cabeza y dime que me&lt;br /&gt;quieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tan solo regálame un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;y quédate así hasta que me duerma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papá Dios regálame un día lleno&lt;br /&gt;de amor con mi mamita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así podré cantar&lt;br /&gt;Mi mamita me quiere&lt;br /&gt;Mi mamita me arrulla&lt;br /&gt;Mi mamita me abraza&lt;br /&gt;Y me dice que me quiere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento luna hoy no&lt;br /&gt;jugare contigo, mi mamita&lt;br /&gt;jugara y me dormirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana te buscare y te&lt;br /&gt;contare, mi mamita me&lt;br /&gt;abrazo y no fue un sueño. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;¡¡Verdad luna!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papá Dios tu me abrazabas&lt;br /&gt;cuando yo me dormía,&lt;br /&gt;siempre sentí tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mandabas al viento para&lt;br /&gt;que jugara  conmigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mandaste al pájaro para que&lt;br /&gt;me cantara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mandaste a la Luna, para que&lt;br /&gt;fuera mi confidente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papá Dios me quiere.&lt;br /&gt;Papá Dios me arrulla.&lt;br /&gt;Papá Dios me abraza&lt;br /&gt;Y me dice que me quiere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fue un sueño ¡¡Verdad Luna!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡Dulces sueños!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-495985913003174192?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/495985913003174192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=495985913003174192' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/495985913003174192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/495985913003174192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-luna-de-sofia.html' title='La Luna de Sofia'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bnw1BykcLBI/TenLM_jO8bI/AAAAAAAAEWE/uBd53-SD5eA/s72-c/copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6040931252123999299</id><published>2009-08-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:03:09.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Vos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpYhLr71TQI/AAAAAAAADow/gqbccjxE8xI/s1600-h/especial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374519689969224962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpYhLr71TQI/AAAAAAAADow/gqbccjxE8xI/s400/especial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;En la adversidad siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;encuentro a Dios en vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Un gesto tuyo me alinea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;al camino correcto de la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Vos eres una recompenza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;para mi espíritu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Llegaste como un rayo de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;luz en mi oscuridad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Antes de ti no sabia lo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;era la bondad y el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;incondicional de un amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Con vos he aprendido a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sonreír nuevamente y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a tener esperanza de un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mundo mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6040931252123999299?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6040931252123999299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6040931252123999299' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6040931252123999299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6040931252123999299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/08/para-vos.html' title='Para Vos'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpYhLr71TQI/AAAAAAAADow/gqbccjxE8xI/s72-c/especial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-8995022484071129769</id><published>2009-08-25T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:34:34.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="Metacafe_2508511" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/2508511/luna_nueva_new_moon_bella_edward_jacob.swf" width="400" height="345" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/2508511/luna_nueva_new_moon_bella_edward_jacob/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The most amazing bloopers are here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"El amor concede a los demás el poder para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;destruirte."-&lt;br /&gt;"¿De cuántas maneras se puede destrozar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;un corazón y esperar de él que siga latiendo?"&lt;br /&gt;"Bella, no puedo vivir en un mundo donde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tú no existas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-8995022484071129769?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/8995022484071129769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=8995022484071129769' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8995022484071129769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8995022484071129769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/08/most-amazing-bloopers-are-here.html' title='New Moom'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-8818146016401194225</id><published>2009-08-23T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:11:13.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A los ojos de Dios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHRIJH6W7I/AAAAAAAADnY/0rFZdd7vxdI/s1600-h/ave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373305768247974834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHRIJH6W7I/AAAAAAAADnY/0rFZdd7vxdI/s400/ave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A los ojos de Dios eres una persona hermosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;En la adversidad siempre habrá, una flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;que nos brinda su belleza, un niño que sonríe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;un pájaro que vuela y canta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lo mas valioso y bello no es lo que tengo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Es que Dios... va siempre, a mi lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-8818146016401194225?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/8818146016401194225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=8818146016401194225' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8818146016401194225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8818146016401194225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2009/08/los-ojos-de-dios.html' title='A los ojos de Dios'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHRIJH6W7I/AAAAAAAADnY/0rFZdd7vxdI/s72-c/ave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-7676200734369751755</id><published>2008-07-21T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:22:32.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHbKHxUyVI/AAAAAAAADng/WXJObd4jLjE/s1600-h/Imagen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373316797360818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHbKHxUyVI/AAAAAAAADng/WXJObd4jLjE/s400/Imagen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mañana me voy a regalar un día maravilloso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando abra mis ojos por la mañana, no me&lt;br /&gt;va a importar si hace frió, calor o llueve&lt;br /&gt;Será un día bonito donde afloren sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;bellos, le daré la importancia a detalles tan&lt;br /&gt;sencillos como. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;El bañarme, disfrutare de que hay agua tibia en&lt;br /&gt;mi regadera, percibiré los olores del jabón y el&lt;br /&gt;shampoo, deslizare el jabón por cada espacio&lt;br /&gt;de mi piel hasta llegar a los dedos de mis pies&lt;br /&gt;y les daré un masaje que casi nunca lo hago por&lt;br /&gt;las prisas, restándole la importancia, que son&lt;br /&gt;parte de mi cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hablare por teléfono únicamente con las personas&lt;br /&gt;que me hacen sentir bien, contestare mis correos&lt;br /&gt;de personas que piensan y sienten lo mismo que&lt;br /&gt;Luna (Marisa, Antonio, Sofia y Luis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camino a mi trabajo, no habrá pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;que me alejen de lo que me rodea, las personas&lt;br /&gt;el paisaje, los ruidos, las voces y los olores.&lt;br /&gt;Usare todos mis sentidos para darme cuenta lo&lt;br /&gt;maravillosamente que esta diseñado mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pensare que se me hace tarde, por la infinidad&lt;br /&gt;de detalles que tengo que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;Si voy en el coche o en el metro, no me molestare&lt;br /&gt;si el semáforo esta descompuesto, si alguien me&lt;br /&gt;cerro el paso, nadie me arrebatara el placer de&lt;br /&gt;hacer mi día maravilloso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi trabajo pasare por alto, si mi compañero no&lt;br /&gt;me saluda, si alguien hablo mal de un compañero&lt;br /&gt;o si mi proyecto no salio como yo quería, no&lt;br /&gt;permitiré que nadie eclipse mi día.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi hora de comer, comeré lento y disfrutaré cada&lt;br /&gt;bocado, como si fuera la primera vez que como, las&lt;br /&gt;delicias que me da la naturaleza, para que mi día sea&lt;br /&gt;extraordinario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regalare sonrisas, abrazos y miradas de amor, si&lt;br /&gt;nadie me devuelve una sonrisa, un abrazo o una&lt;br /&gt;mirada, no permitiré que nadie me haga desistir de&lt;br /&gt;mi propósito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De regreso a casa, ya en mi cama, daré&lt;br /&gt;gracias a Dios, por permitir que yo me regalara&lt;br /&gt;“ Un día maravilloso”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-7676200734369751755?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/7676200734369751755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=7676200734369751755' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/7676200734369751755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/7676200734369751755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/regalo_21.html' title='Regalo'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHbKHxUyVI/AAAAAAAADng/WXJObd4jLjE/s72-c/Imagen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-5802824645657665959</id><published>2008-07-20T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:22:01.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un corazòn herido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R45HyFGKk6I/AAAAAAAABJw/DUcdFJqLaHk/s1600-h/CorazÃ³n_espinado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156137549072864162" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R45HyFGKk6I/AAAAAAAABJw/DUcdFJqLaHk/s320/Coraz%C3%B3n_espinado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Un corazón herido, puede perder su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; hacia el amor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Ayudemosle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;En tu corazón hay mucho amor, déjalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;florecer, aun sabiendo que muchas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;veces seras rechazado o sometido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;No tengas miedo si te arriesgas, al final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;obtendrás la victoria, que muchos por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;miedo se quedaron en el camino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un abrazo fuerte para los que vamos&lt;br /&gt;por el camino correcto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/imagenes/otros/corazon-47591.html"&gt;&lt;img title="Imagenes para hi5" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/us020/jHLFRfab64gb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-5802824645657665959?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/5802824645657665959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=5802824645657665959' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5802824645657665959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5802824645657665959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-corazn-herido.html' title='Un corazòn herido'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R45HyFGKk6I/AAAAAAAABJw/DUcdFJqLaHk/s72-c/Coraz%C3%B3n_espinado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3578343019931659115</id><published>2008-07-19T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:49:15.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis manos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4xT41GKk4I/AAAAAAAABJg/ACS7jO_Nams/s1600-h/normal_Toca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155587909223093122" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4xT41GKk4I/AAAAAAAABJg/ACS7jO_Nams/s320/normal_Toca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mis manos fueron diseñadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;para construir un mundo mejor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3578343019931659115?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3578343019931659115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-1239346739869591532</id><published>2008-07-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:46:55.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo para ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4xSLVGKk2I/AAAAAAAABJQ/pkALgNi2lsU/s1600-h/normal_Luna_nueva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155586028027417442" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4xSLVGKk2I/AAAAAAAABJQ/pkALgNi2lsU/s320/normal_Luna_nueva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Señor la persona que esta leyendo esto es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;muy........especial para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te pido que le des tu gran amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Llena su corazón de amor, esperanza y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobretodo mucha paz interior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elimina todos sus temores.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libéralo de sus cadenas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quita sus preocupaciones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana las heridas de sus recuerdos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuida su cuerpo espiritual y físico.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspira su vida cada día&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Concedele&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortaleza para vencer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternura para consolar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Firmeza para no caer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bondad para perdonar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabiduría para enseñar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valor para seguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Bendice Señor.....Su vida....su camino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su familia....Su hogar....Su trabajo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especial para, Antonio, Marisa, Luis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerardo, Sofia, Silvia, Rosa, Guillermo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo, J.M .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-1239346739869591532?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/1239346739869591532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=1239346739869591532' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/1239346739869591532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/1239346739869591532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/solo-para-ti.html' title='Solo para ti'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4xSLVGKk2I/AAAAAAAABJQ/pkALgNi2lsU/s72-c/normal_Luna_nueva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6160912709883662218</id><published>2008-07-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:41:21.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me volvi invisible para ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4smD1GKkzI/AAAAAAAABI4/TPE3vMIqK60/s1600-h/normal_Sin_sombra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155256045690065714" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4smD1GKkzI/AAAAAAAABI4/TPE3vMIqK60/s320/normal_Sin_sombra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4sk4VGKkyI/AAAAAAAABIw/cFiQD0dk710/s1600-h/normal_Mujer_mariposa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155254748609942306" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4sk4VGKkyI/AAAAAAAABIw/cFiQD0dk710/s320/normal_Mujer_mariposa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Me volví invisible para ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Soy la mujer que mas te amo, nunca vas a olvidarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;porque casi muero de amor por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Arranque mis sueños para vivir los tuyos, rompí las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;cadenas que me ataban a ti, porque tu poco amor no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;era suficiente para sobrevivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Por ti me olvide de lo maravilloso que es:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Disfrutar un día con sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Caminar bajo la lluvia y sentir que te acaricia cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;espacio de tu piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Contemplar la luna tras mi ventana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;El verde de los arboles, que dan paz a este corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;La sonrisa de un niño (mi papá)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;El abrazo de un amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Deje de ser la oruga, para convertirme en mariposa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;y alcanzar mis sueños que deje por ti, he renacido a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;un nuevo día.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Te perdono porque así sanará mi corazón y podre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;construir un mundo maravilloso sin ti, no te odio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;simplemente tu olvido me alejo de ti y te deje de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Deje atrás mi mundo solitario, para alcanzar mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;verdadera felicidad, caminando hacia la luz del sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 198px" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/552/552107gd9z7jw501.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6160912709883662218?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6160912709883662218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6160912709883662218' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6160912709883662218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6160912709883662218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-volvi-invisible-para-ti.html' title='Me volvi invisible para ti'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4smD1GKkzI/AAAAAAAABI4/TPE3vMIqK60/s72-c/normal_Sin_sombra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-4533538298879757164</id><published>2008-07-19T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:33:52.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para un Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j1f1GKkuI/AAAAAAAABIQ/YNUknKXURi0/s1600-h/normal_Pluma~6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154639700703220450" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j1f1GKkuI/AAAAAAAABIQ/YNUknKXURi0/s320/normal_Pluma~6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Luis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Es tierno buen amigo, noble pero no tonto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Me fascina ver que llegaste a este mundo a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;construir&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; a destruir lo que te rodea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Solo Dios pudo moldear tanta belleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;interior, nunca hablas mal de nadie siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;justificas cada acción de las personas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Eres conciliador como los grandes pacifistas de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;la historia ( Jesús,Gandhi) no eres rencoroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sabes perdonar con una sonrisa transparente y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sincera, que solo los ángeles la tienen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Das amor a quien lo necesita, eres luz para los que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pierden el camino, siempre pendiente como un faro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;que en la neblina, lluvia o tormenta, permaneces ahí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;con esa luz en tus ojos y tu sonrisa mágica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Jamas pides nada todo lo das, de tu boca jamas sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nada que dañe, al contrario das belleza a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;todo lo que te rodea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tu llegaste al planeta tierra con las tres "SSS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Servicio, Sufrimiento y Sacrificio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Doy gracias a Dios por dejarme compartir tan bellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;momentos, con alguien tan especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-4533538298879757164?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/4533538298879757164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=4533538298879757164' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/4533538298879757164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/4533538298879757164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/para-un-angel.html' title='Para un Angel'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j1f1GKkuI/AAAAAAAABIQ/YNUknKXURi0/s72-c/normal_Pluma~6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-4233321118271611929</id><published>2008-07-19T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:52:03.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi cama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j3y1GKkvI/AAAAAAAABIY/q8HDyVC5aD0/s1600-h/normal_Notte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j3y1GKkvI/AAAAAAAABIY/q8HDyVC5aD0/s320/normal_Notte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154642226143990514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mi cama sabanas blanca, almohadas acogedoras,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cobijas ligeras y cojines en cualquier lugar, a ti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regreso cada noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;En mi cama sueño siempre por un mañana mejor,&lt;br /&gt;en mis sabanas blancas envuelvo mis pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;Lugar donde me olvido de todo y me dejo llevar&lt;br /&gt;por mis sueños, a lugares maravillosos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Es el lugar más acogedor que me invita a descansar,&lt;br /&gt;me abraza con sus sabanas blancas que son como&lt;br /&gt;manos de seda que me acarician.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me acoge cuando estoy dolida,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;feliz o enojada&lt;br /&gt;ella guarda mis más íntimos secretos y conoce&lt;br /&gt;mi desnudez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;En ella he pasado largos momentos, descansando&lt;br /&gt;o escribiendo, es el lugar donde tengo paz y me&lt;br /&gt;siento protegida, donde mis miedos desaparecen&lt;br /&gt;y empiezan a florecer mis sueños de mujer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cada noche la tibieza de sus sabanas me envuelve,&lt;br /&gt;con&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suaves caricias y su olor exquisito a jazmín, ahí&lt;br /&gt;me dejo llevar hasta que mi corazón se despierta y&lt;br /&gt;la Luna se despide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-4233321118271611929?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R4j3y1GKkvI/AAAAAAAABIY/q8HDyVC5aD0/s72-c/normal_Notte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3379208845379263492</id><published>2008-07-19T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:41:33.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenaje a lo mas amado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R32c5FGKkbI/AAAAAAAABFw/qOlhYHMZWys/s1600-h/wq.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151446053216227762" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R32c5FGKkbI/AAAAAAAABFw/qOlhYHMZWys/s320/wq.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="O" style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-STYLE: italic" shape="_x0000_s1026"&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El que no ama lo que hace se pierde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miguel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373322982425527778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 32px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 19px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHgyI7qheI/AAAAAAAADno/xE72PJCIE2w/s400/79148ptp4l25n0x.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3379208845379263492?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3379208845379263492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3379208845379263492' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3379208845379263492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3379208845379263492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/homenaje-lo-mas-amado.html' title='Homenaje a lo mas amado'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R32c5FGKkbI/AAAAAAAABFw/qOlhYHMZWys/s72-c/wq.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-5804307062935896994</id><published>2008-07-19T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:24:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILZqshTShI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ydu3Sn6H7ik/s1600-h/el-abrazo-de-la-palabra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224977845231766034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILZqshTShI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ydu3Sn6H7ik/s400/el-abrazo-de-la-palabra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;iguel no se acuerda de mi. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;gual le da el día que la noche.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;uardo lo más bello de tus recuerdos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nico e irreemplazable eres tu papá.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;res un niño atrapado en un cuerpo de adulto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;os consejos y el cariño que me disté,  los guardo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;en mi corazón, como el más bello regalo que Dios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;me entrego...................Te amo y te extraño&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-5804307062935896994?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/5804307062935896994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=5804307062935896994' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5804307062935896994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/5804307062935896994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/miguel_19.html' title='Miguel'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILZqshTShI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ydu3Sn6H7ik/s72-c/el-abrazo-de-la-palabra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3694024358120778328</id><published>2008-07-19T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:18:52.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2noDlTRJ2I/AAAAAAAABFY/vmAa4DvJWPM/s1600-h/yyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145899197497681762" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2noDlTRJ2I/AAAAAAAABFY/vmAa4DvJWPM/s320/yyy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Como hay personas en el planeta que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nos hacen sentir tan bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Con palabras que no dañan, sino que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;enaltecen al espíritu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hay personas que te regalan abrazos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sin esperar nada a cambio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hay personas que sonríen y embellecen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;tu día.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hay miradas tan tiernas, que te hacen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sentir especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hay personas que te ayudan en la calle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ni siquiera saben tu nombre y se van con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;una sonrisa y no esperan, a que tu..... les &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;des &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;las &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;gracias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hay personas tan inteligentes que te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;guían por el camino de luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Gracias a todas esas personas que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;consiguieron hacerme sentir muy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;………………… &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3694024358120778328?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3694024358120778328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3694024358120778328' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3694024358120778328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3694024358120778328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/miguel.html' title='Gracias'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2noDlTRJ2I/AAAAAAAABFY/vmAa4DvJWPM/s72-c/yyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6622785171646938517</id><published>2008-07-19T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:10:57.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las manos magicas de Alex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2nJaVTRJwI/AAAAAAAABEo/K-57baKk77s/s1600-h/ooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2nJaVTRJwI/AAAAAAAABEo/K-57baKk77s/s320/ooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145865503479244546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Las manos mágicas de Alex&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;A mi&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amigo al que fabrica sonrisas bellas&lt;br /&gt;y dientes como perlas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu transformas una cara triste en sonrisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mágicas manos que van pintando sonrisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en un mundo que es hostil&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Así como el alfarero con el barro hace cosas&lt;br /&gt;bellos, así tu con tus manos moldeas sonrisas.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tu voz es linda melodía para mis oídos y tu&lt;br /&gt;paciencia para escucharnos es paz en medio&lt;br /&gt;de la tormenta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sabes escuchar y nunca olvidas a los grandes&lt;br /&gt;amigos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;En mi hiciste tu obra maestra, al dibujar una&lt;br /&gt;sonrisa en mi cara siempre triste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6622785171646938517?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6622785171646938517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6622785171646938517' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6622785171646938517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6622785171646938517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/las-manos-magicas-de-alex.html' title='Las manos magicas de Alex'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2nJaVTRJwI/AAAAAAAABEo/K-57baKk77s/s72-c/ooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3021928164076627442</id><published>2008-07-19T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:05:54.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mis amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R02uBc0chwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/x1mSLR2G1Os/s1600-h/amigos_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R02uBc0chwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/x1mSLR2G1Os/s320/amigos_01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137954089838872322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A mis amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mis amigos que dejaron huella en mi vida&lt;br /&gt; Compartimos tantas cosas juntos, nos&lt;br /&gt;separamos por breves espacios, para&lt;br /&gt;conquistar nuestros sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuándo una lágrima cae de mis ojos, sin&lt;br /&gt;percibir su presencia ahí están, escuchando&lt;br /&gt;mí sentir. Son fuente de vida, donde puedo&lt;br /&gt;sentarme a descansar, de este corazón que&lt;br /&gt;tiene las alas rotas, tratando de alcanzar&lt;br /&gt;sus sueños de abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis amigos están conmigo, sin importarles&lt;br /&gt;quien soy o que hago.&lt;br /&gt;Ellos son un abrazo en la oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;Una mano que me sostiene para no caer.&lt;br /&gt;Son luz cuando pierdo el camino.&lt;br /&gt;Una sonrisa en la tormenta.&lt;br /&gt;Un manantial de amor en mis momentos de soledad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pude alcanzar el amor de mis hermanos, ellos&lt;br /&gt;me han abandonado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero Dios me envió estos Ángeles (amigos), Para&lt;br /&gt;delinear mi camino de amor, esperanza y consuelo.&lt;br /&gt;A su lado mi pasado no importa, porque con ellos&lt;br /&gt;comparto mi presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellos armonizan mis días con sol y mis días nublados.&lt;br /&gt;Los minutos o las horas que compartimos juntos,&lt;br /&gt;quedaran grabadas en mi corazón, hasta el día que&lt;br /&gt;deje de existir… A mis…Amigos…Con cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-place.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/710/710055y5cyrwmfpv.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3021928164076627442?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3021928164076627442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3021928164076627442' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3021928164076627442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3021928164076627442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/mis-amigos.html' title='A mis amigos'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R02uBc0chwI/AAAAAAAAAtY/x1mSLR2G1Os/s72-c/amigos_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6161601426447550504</id><published>2008-07-19T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:01:51.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un lunes sin ti papà</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-62.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564250461026&amp;amp;site=widget-62.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564250461026&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño papá&lt;br /&gt;Con esa mirada perdida y esos sueños rotos&lt;br /&gt;No me has vuelto ha hablar ya ni siquiera me&lt;br /&gt;conoces, tu enfermedad te aleja cada vez mas&lt;br /&gt;de la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy sola y nadie me ve ahí te extraño&lt;br /&gt;Papá, recuerdo esa seguridad que me daban tus&lt;br /&gt;palabras de seguir adelante, esa alegría en ti se&lt;br /&gt;fue, jamás olvidare lo que aprendí de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguien me viera pensaría que no te extraño,&lt;br /&gt;pero no saben cuantas lunas te he llorado y&lt;br /&gt;quiero tener cerca de mi, esos recuerdos que me&lt;br /&gt;ayudan olvidar mi presente sin ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera entrar a ese mundo donde tu solo&lt;br /&gt;estas y quedarme para desvanecer tus miedos de&lt;br /&gt;niño y decirte duerme papá yo te cuido, como tu&lt;br /&gt;lo hacías cuando tenia miedo, corrías a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;a protegerme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que mas me duelo es que no tuve tiempo de&lt;br /&gt;despedirme de ti, antes de que tu te encerraras&lt;br /&gt;en tu mundo solitario. Ya no habrá mas olores,&lt;br /&gt;ni risas por la mañana, no tuve tiempo de decirte&lt;br /&gt;gracias papá…………..te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El lunes te recuerdo porque corrías a casa para&lt;br /&gt;vernos, con esa sonrisa en tu rostro cuando te abría&lt;br /&gt;la puerta, quiero mantener esos recuerdos de ti, porque&lt;br /&gt;en mis días oscuros tu eres mi luz y mi fuerza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El hombre fuerte que se ha convertido en un niño&lt;br /&gt;donde estas papá ya no habrá quien toque a mi&lt;br /&gt;puerta un lunes por la mañana, dejaste un gran&lt;br /&gt;vació en mi corazón………..Te extraño mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6161601426447550504?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6161601426447550504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6161601426447550504' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6161601426447550504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6161601426447550504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-lunes-sin-ti-pap.html' title='Un lunes sin ti papà'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3597530727431291920</id><published>2008-07-19T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:56:28.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las cinco lunas de Sofia</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564252773966&amp;amp;site=widget-4e.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564252773966&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destrozaron las alas de mi libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Quebrantaron a mi espíritu.&lt;br /&gt;Doblegaron mi voluntad.&lt;br /&gt;Mutilaron mi sonrisa de cada día.&lt;br /&gt;Me arrebataron mis sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy con este dolido corazón que resurge&lt;br /&gt;día a día, desde el alba hasta que se mete el sol.&lt;br /&gt;Luna te veo cada noche por mi ventana, eres un&lt;br /&gt;regalo para mi espíritu, en los momentos que yo&lt;br /&gt;escribo noche tras noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH luna mía, gracias por estar siempre a mí&lt;br /&gt;lado tras mi ventana, cuantas noches he&lt;br /&gt;llorado, cuando era niña, adolescente y mujer&lt;br /&gt;y tu siempre fiel. Ya esta amaneciendo y mis&lt;br /&gt;sueños de amor se desvanecen con la luz del día.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzpM04X2MiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1Nq_QfCuEwI/s1600-h/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132499196711416354" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzpM04X2MiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1Nq_QfCuEwI/s320/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3597530727431291920?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3597530727431291920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3597530727431291920' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3597530727431291920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3597530727431291920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/las-cinco-lunas-de-sofia.html' title='Las cinco lunas de Sofia'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzpM04X2MiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1Nq_QfCuEwI/s72-c/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6088364277891299632</id><published>2008-07-19T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:09:46.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al niño de mis recuerdos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHnrTKpejI/AAAAAAAADnw/ZneoIagWnNI/s1600-h/al+ni%C3%B1o9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373330561495038514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHnrTKpejI/AAAAAAAADnw/ZneoIagWnNI/s400/al+ni%C3%B1o9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;El compartir contigo mi niñez fue un regalo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;de Dios, tus recuerdos son un abrigo en mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;días de invierno, recuerdo tu sonrisa de placida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;dulzura, como el agua en el sosegado desierto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Eres un cometa que con su luz ilumina a todo lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ue le rodea, pero cuando se va se acaba su luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Te quiero por el ayer de sueños compartidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;y no por lo que eres hoy o serás mañana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cuando estoy sola en mi espacio, lleno mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;momentos de tus recuerdos de niño, rizas y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;juegos y momentos de descontento, pero al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;final del día terminábamos siendo los mejores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;El tiempo paso y ahora no tengo a nadie, a quien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;contarle mis sueños rotos, solo me queda este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;espacio para escribir, cuan bellos momentos a tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;lado yo pase y así viene la paz a mi refugio, donde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tantas lunas te escribí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hermano que fue lo que nos cambio será que en el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;camino, tratando de conquistar nuestros sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;erdimos nuestra esencia de niños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Que es lo que significas tu para mi vida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cuando la oscuridad llega a mi vida, me acuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;de ti, y la luz llega a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu recuerdo rompe todos los barrotes de mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;iones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu eres esa llave que abre todas las puertas de mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu eres parte de mi corazón compartido y tu vida es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;valiosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Aunque ande en valle de sombras no temeré, porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;se que tu a mi lado estas, arreglando mis alas rotas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;para volar a mis sueños perdidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu olvido duele, pero mi sentimiento por ti serà&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;……………........Eterno&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Es ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ra de despedirme y decirte adios hermano&lt;br /&gt;ahora aunque duela,tengo que seguir mis inviernos&lt;br /&gt;sin ti, siempre seras el mas preciado de mis recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6088364277891299632?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6088364277891299632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6088364277891299632' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6088364277891299632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6088364277891299632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/al-nio-de-mis-recuerdos.html' title='Al niño de mis recuerdos'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SpHnrTKpejI/AAAAAAAADnw/ZneoIagWnNI/s72-c/al+ni%C3%B1o9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-4584442911294148774</id><published>2008-07-19T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:35:42.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl0R_CyxAI/AAAAAAAADAU/JagbzH5q318/s1600-h/DONDE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276376290770994178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl0R_CyxAI/AAAAAAAADAU/JagbzH5q318/s400/DONDE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Donde están mis abriles llenos de sueños y risas&lt;br /&gt;oh soledad mía, pasaron los abriles y veranos de&lt;br /&gt;mi vida y hoy en el otoño sigo esperando que&lt;br /&gt;toquen a mi puerta esos sueños perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde están mis hermanos&lt;br /&gt;Donde están mis amigos&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas papá&lt;br /&gt;Donde esta el hombre que mas&lt;br /&gt;me amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos se fueron con la llegada del otoño, nada&lt;br /&gt;más me quedaron los recuerdos, que el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;no pudo arrebatar de mi lado, ame intensamente&lt;br /&gt;a cada uno de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde esta mi hermano y nuestros sueños&lt;br /&gt;juntos por compartir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde están mis hermanas y una vida uniendo&lt;br /&gt;nuestros sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estas papá me faltaron más años por&lt;br /&gt;compartir a tu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde esta el hombre que más me amo y me&lt;br /&gt;prometió una vida llena de sueños a su lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde están esos años que me faltaron por vivir,&lt;br /&gt;rodeada de todos, solo me quede con mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;de abril mutilados por los años, el invierno llegara&lt;br /&gt;pronto a mi vida y no quiero perder la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;de ver mis sueños un día…….. tocar a mi puerta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-4584442911294148774?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/4584442911294148774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=4584442911294148774' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/4584442911294148774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/4584442911294148774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/donde.html' title='Donde'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl0R_CyxAI/AAAAAAAADAU/JagbzH5q318/s72-c/DONDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-5274238581188550707</id><published>2008-07-19T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:15:14.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mi sofia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl9Zmyj53I/AAAAAAAADAc/gocAuMtRp6U/s1600-h/SOFIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276386317304063858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl9Zmyj53I/AAAAAAAADAc/gocAuMtRp6U/s400/SOFIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu mi pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;queño ángel, de ojos brillantes y sueños de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;primavera.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tú eres un poema de amor a mis oídos. Una sonrisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;calida como manantial.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;En ti me reflejo, mis mañanas de abril. Eres mi pequeña &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;flor que embelleces mis días.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Juntas compartimos, tu mundo mágico de princesas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cuando estas en casa se siente la magia de tu risa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Espero que s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;eas el reflejo del amor que yo tuve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;concebir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cuando llegaste a mi mundo, cambiaste mi vida a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fascinante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Juntas bailaremos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;los abriles, que me quede por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;compartir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Yo seré la luna y tu mi estrella, juntas cantaremos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a la luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;del sol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tu eres un pedacito de felicidad que Dios me regalo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Luna.......... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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sofia'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STl9Zmyj53I/AAAAAAAADAc/gocAuMtRp6U/s72-c/SOFIA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-7979796964990366345</id><published>2008-07-19T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:35:15.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te extraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/im/57/Hadas_051.gif" title="Imagenes para hi5" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si alguna vez te sientes solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;y dices que nadie te quiere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;estarás negando que existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;...................La Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ahora te echo de menos con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;el alma y el corazón y tu en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;cambio me lastimas con tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;La luz de mis ojos no pierde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;el brillo del sol, aunque la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;luna camine en la sombra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;la luz de tu recuerdo jamas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;se extinguirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;No quiero olvidar que me amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;infinitamente, por seguirte a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;casi me pierdo en la oscuridad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Hay veces que me pregunto,  por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;que me escogiste, si soy tan imper-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;fecta que dependo de tu luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzinM4X2MdI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mNFEzSb-xKo/s1600-h/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzinM4X2MdI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mNFEzSb-xKo/s72-c/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-2680724179575076673</id><published>2008-07-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:27:12.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STlyZyP1tmI/AAAAAAAADAM/w76OKDc2L24/s1600-h/LA+LUNA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276374225751750242" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STlyZyP1tmI/AAAAAAAADAM/w76OKDc2L24/s400/LA+LUNA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Soy una mujer que se ha hecho invisible a tus ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;tu amor se me escapa, como el agua de mis manos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;cuando me veo al espejo, solo veo a la mujer que le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;faltaron sueños por cumplir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Con mi madurez aprendí a no tratar de ser perfecta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;y vivir c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;on mis limitaciones para disfrutar la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;intensamente y maravillarme de todo lo que me ro-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;dea y no perder la capacidad de asombro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tu llegaste en una noche de abril de luna llena, en un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;momento inesperado para mi, y bajo esa luz pude mirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;tu sonrisa, tus ojos y adivine que eras el ángel que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;siempre espere, cuando mis sueños de abril se fueron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;con el viento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Si quieres co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nquistar la luna, solo abre tus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;y ella llegara a ti, jamás trates de retenerla o poseerla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;porque la luna cuando llega el día se va, pero si tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;amor es fuerte ella siempre llegara a ti como el viento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Y al final del invie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;rno, caminaremos juntos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;el eclipse del sol con la luna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzjbWoX2MeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EK95z2DnGoQ/s1600-h/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132092957229724130" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzjbWoX2MeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EK95z2DnGoQ/s320/DEE49589117669056EB4A44F0EA49D2E.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-2680724179575076673?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/2680724179575076673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=2680724179575076673' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/2680724179575076673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/2680724179575076673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-luna.html' title='La luna'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/STlyZyP1tmI/AAAAAAAADAM/w76OKDc2L24/s72-c/LA+LUNA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6677520172624746651</id><published>2008-07-19T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:32:10.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas rotas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-6d.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564246882157&amp;amp;site=widget-6d.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564246882157&amp;amp;map=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aquí&lt;/span&gt; estoy sola junto a mis recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pasaron años de primaveras y solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;me quede con el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frió&lt;/span&gt; invierno en mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Porque deje que detuvieras mis sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pasaron muchas lunas, y mis sueños de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;volar, se esfumaron con tu ausencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cada primavera te esperaba y jámas te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;vi entrar por esa puerta llena de sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;rotos por tu ausencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Me duele morir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt;, mi piel ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;palidecido, mis ojos perdieron esa luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;que dabas a mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;El tiempo a dejado de ser importante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;para mi, me da lo mismo, el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt; que la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;noche, he pasado muchas lunas pensando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;en tu regreso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hasta el ultimo aliento de mi vida voy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a esperar tu regreso , para que me des&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;mis alas de mis sueños rotos, y empezar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a volar lejos de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJqcIX2LzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3di22_LgBx4/s1600-h/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130279957044801330" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJqcIX2LzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3di22_LgBx4/s320/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6677520172624746651?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6677520172624746651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6677520172624746651' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6677520172624746651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6677520172624746651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/alas-rotas.html' title='Alas rotas'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJqcIX2LzI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3di22_LgBx4/s72-c/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-7841784734742777271</id><published>2008-07-19T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:27:16.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estaciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILL_wIx9kI/AAAAAAAAB30/IXvP4mmRHPw/s1600-h/0a8575c9c79cb259fac4b5583fdf057d_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224962813817124418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILL_wIx9kI/AAAAAAAAB30/IXvP4mmRHPw/s400/0a8575c9c79cb259fac4b5583fdf057d_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cuando pienso en ti, una lágrima corre por mi mejilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;no te imaginas cuanto te he llorado, yo se que vendrán &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;mas otoños y el tiempo plasmara mi olvido en ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;El invierno se acerca cada ves mas y dejare partir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;todos mis recuerdos de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Así como la luna depende del sol, así yo de ti, y si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;tu regresas, volvera la luz a mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Así como el sol ilumina el día, así tu a mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Otoño fue cuando te dije adiós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Invierno cuando no se de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Primavera cuando empiezo a recordarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Verano sera cuando regreses y no tengas que partir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-7841784734742777271?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/7841784734742777271/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SILL_wIx9kI/AAAAAAAAB30/IXvP4mmRHPw/s72-c/0a8575c9c79cb259fac4b5583fdf057d_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-8110255594776677807</id><published>2008-07-19T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:18:25.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi libertad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lvJlTRJtI/AAAAAAAABEQ/xDXu1Rm1_dQ/s1600-h/luna_mariposa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145766259669935826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lvJlTRJtI/AAAAAAAABEQ/xDXu1Rm1_dQ/s320/luna_mariposa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mi libertad&lt;br /&gt;He dejado mucho de lo que yo amo, por mi libertad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;de hablar, escribir y alcanzar mis sueños, para&lt;br /&gt;tener la capacidad de equivocarme y seguir sin que&lt;br /&gt;nadie me detenga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ando tu no puedes hacer lo que te agrada, entonces&lt;br /&gt;eres prisionero de ti mismo. Nunca dejes de hacer lo&lt;br /&gt;que quieres, porque quizás el mañana no exista mas&lt;br /&gt;para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios nos dio esa libertad de volar, hacia lo que mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;soñamos, has dejado de ser libre en el momento&lt;br /&gt;que antepones tu felicidad, por los sueños de otros, es&lt;br /&gt;triste pasar a tu lado y verte prisionero de ti mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo seg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;uiré mi vuelo, en busca de mis sueños de abril,&lt;br /&gt;porque cuando tenga que partir de este mundo, me&lt;br /&gt;encuentre re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;alizando mis sueños de abril. Amo mi&lt;br /&gt;libertad de hacer lo que siempre quise…...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;....escribi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-8110255594776677807?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/8110255594776677807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=8110255594776677807' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8110255594776677807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8110255594776677807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-libertad.html' title='Mi libertad'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lvJlTRJtI/AAAAAAAABEQ/xDXu1Rm1_dQ/s72-c/luna_mariposa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3747717124154980577</id><published>2008-07-19T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:17:00.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta a mi amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lwAVTRJuI/AAAAAAAABEY/_jqym0CQzWI/s1600-h/normal_4855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145767200267773666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lwAVTRJuI/AAAAAAAABEY/_jqym0CQzWI/s320/normal_4855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En ciertos momentos difíciles, se que siempre &lt;br /&gt;hay un ser humano capaz de ofrecer su mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que siempre hay un ser humano dispuesto a &lt;br /&gt;ofrecer un poco de lo suyo, para ayudar a un &lt;br /&gt;semejante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que hay personas capaces de escuchar a los &lt;br /&gt;demás, se que aun hay personas que caen y son &lt;br /&gt;capaces de levantarse por si solas y seguir el &lt;br /&gt;camino de la vida y que aun así caídos, son &lt;br /&gt;capaces de ayudar a otro semejante a levantarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que aun hay personas que trasmiten su alegría &lt;br /&gt;y que comprenden los estados de animo de cada &lt;br /&gt;persona, se que aun hay personas que se interesan &lt;br /&gt;por dar amistad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que aun hay personas con un alto valor humano&lt;br /&gt;....amigo....se que aun hay personas como ¡ Tu !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3747717124154980577?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3747717124154980577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3747717124154980577' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3747717124154980577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3747717124154980577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/carta-mi-amigo.html' title='Carta a mi amigo'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/R2lwAVTRJuI/AAAAAAAABEY/_jqym0CQzWI/s72-c/normal_4855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6454794341221888495</id><published>2008-07-19T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:04:43.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu fidelidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/480/480000f26lvbbfrc.gif" border="0" height="350" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamá tu fidelidad hacia nosotros es grande,&lt;br /&gt;tu siempre con una mirada que se pierde en&lt;br /&gt;el camino, esperando vernos llegar, con una&lt;br /&gt;sonrisa reflejada en tu cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mi tu eres un grato perfume en&lt;br /&gt;mis mañanas, cuando escucho tu voz&lt;br /&gt;al  teléfono y tus manos son una caricia&lt;br /&gt;a este corazón dolido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres un ser especial nadie te remplaza,&lt;br /&gt;porque:&lt;br /&gt;Tu siempre me esperas&lt;br /&gt;Tu siempre eres mi amiga&lt;br /&gt;Tu todo me lo das&lt;br /&gt;Tu transformas mi enojo en risa&lt;br /&gt;Tu diste dirección a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Tu siempre me justificas&lt;br /&gt;Tu siempre me perdonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy mamá que yo ya estoy cansada&lt;br /&gt;quiero estar bajo tu sombra y que tu&lt;br /&gt;luz de amor rodee mi camino, difícil&lt;br /&gt;de seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como quisiera tener ese corazón tuyo&lt;br /&gt;para corresponder a tanto amor. Gracias&lt;br /&gt;mamá por tu fidelidad, entrega y amor&lt;br /&gt;………………….Tu hija.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrUoX2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ICbOGuiwpmw/s1600-h/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrUoX2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ICbOGuiwpmw/s320/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130280927707410274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6454794341221888495?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6454794341221888495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrUoX2L2I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ICbOGuiwpmw/s72-c/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-8084851720966617505</id><published>2008-07-19T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:02:39.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toma tiempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564246777494&amp;amp;site=widget-96.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 400px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564246777494&amp;amp;map=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toma tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     aceptar que no me quieres como amiga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     Toma tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     rechazar tu amistad para mi incalculable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     y única.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     Toma tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alejarme sin sentir tristesa o dolor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     .....Saberte distante y tal vez odiandome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     .....Abrir los ojos a la realidad y saber que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     que ya no somos amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     .....Comprender  que es lo que no pude darte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     o que es lo que no encuentro en ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     Toma tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     desenhebrar el largo hilo de mi, que como una&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     aguja esta unida a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Toma tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                      pero en tu aus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;encia tal vez, lo logre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrpYX2L3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRj75a8EgZc/s1600-h/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrpYX2L3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRj75a8EgZc/s320/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130281284189695858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-8084851720966617505?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/8084851720966617505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=8084851720966617505' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8084851720966617505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/8084851720966617505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/toma-tiempo.html' title='Toma tiempo'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJrpYX2L3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRj75a8EgZc/s72-c/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-6459281068808239214</id><published>2008-07-19T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:01:21.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja la luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-70.slide.com/widgets/themepic.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564246744944&amp;amp;site=widget-70.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564246744944&amp;amp;map=B" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Te quiero a mi lado, pero vete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;porque al permanecer juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;te reduces a una sola forma, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;un solo sentido y eso no es para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ti...............Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vete porque al igual que la luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tiene&lt;/span&gt; que partir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vete para que el tiempo plasme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;su &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sabiduría&lt;/span&gt;, en el lienzo de tu ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;y de paz en la mueca de tu sonrisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vete pero regresa, cuando la nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;y el amor f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ormen un puente de ti hacia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;............La Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Regresa porque yo te esperare como el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sosegado desierto espera tan solo el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roció&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Regresa porque te extraño y...........Te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJr64X2L4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/jChfv-lmVAM/s1600-h/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130281584837406594" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJr64X2L4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/jChfv-lmVAM/s320/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-6459281068808239214?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/6459281068808239214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=6459281068808239214' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6459281068808239214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/6459281068808239214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/deja-la-luna.html' title='Deja la luna'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzJr64X2L4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/jChfv-lmVAM/s72-c/55E49EAFF49A3390A19E7595DCD9FD6D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-3595763936590751863</id><published>2008-07-19T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:55:46.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siempre pido mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/imagenes/religiosas/mano-de-jesus-42854.html"&gt;&lt;img title="Imagenes para hi5" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/us016/FeRFV8DTw58a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yo le pedí a Dios salud para mi familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;y me dio una hija, delicada en su salud&lt;br /&gt;para que en mi debilidad, fuera fuerte y&lt;br /&gt;pudiera consolar y obedecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedí abundante riqueza y éxitos para ser&lt;br /&gt;feliz y me los dio por un tiempo, después&lt;br /&gt;me dio pobreza y humildad para poder&lt;br /&gt;adquirir sabiduría.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedí un esposo para nunca estar sola y me&lt;br /&gt;lo quito y tuve mucha soledad, para que en&lt;br /&gt;mi dolor me acercara a Dios y aprendiera&lt;br /&gt;a depender de El.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedí unos hijos exitosos e inteligentes&lt;br /&gt;y me dio unos hijos que aman a Dios por&lt;br /&gt;sobre todas las cosas. Le pedía llorando&lt;br /&gt;irme de aquí y me mantuvo siempre en este&lt;br /&gt;lugar, para que yo encontrara el camino a&lt;br /&gt;casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedí que mi papá y mi hermano, estuvieran&lt;br /&gt;siempre conmigo y me los quito, a mi papá&lt;br /&gt;le dio alzheimer, a mi hermano el olvido lo&lt;br /&gt;alejo de mi, esto paso para que yo pudiera&lt;br /&gt;conocer a mi padre que es Dios y a mi hermano&lt;br /&gt;Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedí todo esto para ser feliz y nada de lo&lt;br /&gt;que pedí recibí, Dios no se equivoca, nos da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;lo que es mejor para nosotros. Quizás si el&lt;/div&gt;me hubiera dado cualquiera de esto que yo&lt;br /&gt;pedí, las puertas del cielo no se hubieran&lt;br /&gt;abierto para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-3595763936590751863?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/3595763936590751863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=3595763936590751863' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3595763936590751863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/3595763936590751863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/siempre-pido-mal.html' title='Siempre pido mal'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x79/pixvirtual/us016/th_FeRFV8DTw58a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224304505969375834.post-1638521528741015485</id><published>2008-07-19T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:36:27.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi pequeña mariposa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzaoKIX2MPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/r1-dsHvRat0/s1600-h/gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131473717434921202" style="WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzaoKIX2MPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/r1-dsHvRat0/s320/gold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-gfx.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 144px" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/674/674951xrj6d74nk9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi mucha y tu poca libertad nos separo, ya no podre&lt;br /&gt;compartir este mundo maravilloso contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Tus recuerdos a mi vida dan paz, ternura, consuelo y&lt;br /&gt;esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres como una pequeña mariposa que se quedo atrapada&lt;br /&gt;sin poderte defender, tus espacios son limitados, te han&lt;br /&gt;quebrantado tu espíritu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo puedo compartir breves momentos, como el soplo&lt;br /&gt;del viento o como la brisa del mar, pero placentero para mi&lt;br /&gt;espíritu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tu belleza interior justificas al que limita tus espacios.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu bondad amas a todos y eso hace que muchas veces,&lt;br /&gt;te pierdas en tu espacio tan reducido.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu timidez te anclas en un solo puerto.&lt;br /&gt;Con tu ternura perdonas al que te daña y al que te ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu compartes mis días de sol y mis días nublados, mi&lt;br /&gt;pequeña mariposa, jamas volaremos juntas a conquistar&lt;br /&gt;esos sueños perdidos en abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-vibes.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 128px; HEIGHT: 124px" src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/627/627018s8serng4cu.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224304505969375834-1638521528741015485?l=isluna3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/feeds/1638521528741015485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224304505969375834&amp;postID=1638521528741015485' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/1638521528741015485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224304505969375834/posts/default/1638521528741015485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isluna3.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-pequea-mariposa.html' title='Mi pequeña mariposa'/><author><name>luna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03611437156523199818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='17' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/SKJ9CYkU-jI/AAAAAAAAB9o/YsqHHIMKzvs/s1600-R/222.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J3ZAVPahBXI/RzaoKIX2MPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/r1-dsHvRat0/s72-c/gold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
