In our lives we meet many people.
Some on the journey with us, on our side, seeing many moons pass, others see them as soon as between one step and the next.
All we call them friends, and there are many types and are similar to the leaves of a tree.
The first born is our friends Mom and Dad, that show us what life is and we are always near you.
After friends are brothers and sisters, with whom we share the our space so that they can flourish as we do.
We know the whole family of the leaves that we respect and which we wish him well.
But fate introduces us to other friends who did not know they crossed our path.
Many of them call them friends of the soul, the heart.
They are sincere, they are true.
They know when we are not well, they know what makes us happy and sometimes one of these friends of the soul is installed in our hearts and then we call it love. [...]
He gives light to our eyes, music to our lips, jumping at our feet.
But there are also those friends of passage, sometimes a vacation or a day or an hour.
They placed a smile in our face all the time that we are with them.
We can not forget the friends far away, those who are in the tips of the branches , and when the wind blows always appear between a leaf and the other.
Time passes, the summer is gone, Autumn is approaching and we lose some of our leaves, some are born after the summer, and still others for many seasons.
But that leaves us happy is that the leaves that have fallen continue to live with us, feeding our roots with joy.
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The first born is our friends Mom and Dad, that show us what life is and we are always near you.
After friends are brothers and sisters, with whom we share the our space so that they can flourish as we do.
We know the whole family of the leaves that we respect and which we wish him well.
But fate introduces us to other friends who did not know they crossed our path.
Many of them call them friends of the soul, the heart.
They are sincere, they are true.
They know when we are not well, they know what makes us happy and sometimes one of these friends of the soul is installed in our hearts and then we call it love. [...]
He gives light to our eyes, music to our lips, jumping at our feet.
But there are also those friends of passage, sometimes a vacation or a day or an hour.
They placed a smile in our face all the time that we are with them.
We can not forget the friends far away, those who are in the tips of the branches , and when the wind blows always appear between a leaf and the other.
Time passes, the summer is gone, Autumn is approaching and we lose some of our leaves, some are born after the summer, and still others for many seasons.
But that leaves us happy is that the leaves that have fallen continue to live with us, feeding our roots with joy.
These are memories of wonderful moments when crossed our path.
I wish you, my leaf of the tree, peace, love, luck and prosperity.
Today and always, simply because every person who comes into our life is unique.
Always leave a little if it takes a little of ourselves.
There will be those who take a lot, but there will be those who do not leave anything.
This is the greatest responsibility for our lives and clear evidence that two souls meet by chance.
Today and always, simply because every person who comes into our life is unique.
Always leave a little if it takes a little of ourselves.
There will be those who take a lot, but there will be those who do not leave anything.
This is the greatest responsibility for our lives and clear evidence that two souls meet by chance.
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