septiembre 01, 2009

Choices

I didn’t choose my hair color, I didn’t have the chance.
I didn’t choose my parents, my siblings or my size.
I won’t be able to choose my kids, my diseases or my death.
I usually don’t choose when to fall asleep or even worse, where.
But today I choose to be happy, I choose to be free, I choose to be yours.
I choose peace, happiness and joy.
I choose to smile in the sunny and the cloudy days.
I choose to believe in love, in fortune, in God.
I choose the right way beyond the easy one.
I choose faith, I choose hope, I choose us.

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