Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

SEASON OF HOPE


This is the season of hope
That we are now living in
And there are so my hopes that we have for us
During this seson of hope
We hope to find love
We hope to have peace during this seseon of hope
We hope to be healthy during this season of hope
We hope that we can be happy in our homes during the season of Hope
And we should know that hope will never die for us
So that we must keep on hopping each day that we live our lives here On earth

Submitted: Thursday, February 10, 2011

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  • Malini Kadir (2/10/2011 10:19:00 PM)

    Season of hope...brings a corresponding glimmer in mine
    Thoughts make man's journey...giving it the right curves! thanks for sharing -`````MK (Report) Reply

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