These are the words I dedicated to my daughter Alice , are thoughts and emotions that gave them the ink on the paper form. S the title Life is beautiful.
"Every blade of grass is for at least a drop of morning dew. My drop of dew is the smile that you give me every morning when you awake.
There are so many memories and emotions that flock here on my fingers. The five moons spent together are full of fragrant smells just like the skin of a newborn can be, soft velvet of your hair, bubbling with happiness as the sound of the ocean that rolls between the shells streaked with joy, your little progress .
I look at you and caress your eyes with auburn hair for life, those flashes of gold glinting in the sun of life.
Those little hands holding strong all the potentialities of life, which is only in its infancy, with you.
blue eyes, deep and sweet, like the boundless ocean of love you transmit when you smile at me happy. And when you meet the Caterpillar , think of it as a metaphor, because every problem can be transformed into something beautiful, a conquest, not everything that is bad must be dismissed as such. You may miss the beauty of a butterfly.
And when you are to judge a person, think about it, you could find yourself in front of the C appellaio crazy. Eccentric, yes, but basically a good person who just wants to provide a good, hot cup of tea.
And remember to celebrate the birthday non- , because every day is a holiday.
Alice, the story of whose name it is the wish that your mom made you, because you can chase you on your white rabbit, but in the wonderful race of life you do not lose anything of what surrounds you in this world that if you want, you really wonderland. Mother.
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