Hail, child, and welcome to your home ephemeral. Just two days old and you smile. I will smile too. Take care of you, even when you're happy or turn away from me. Also when teenage capricious and you do not listen to my requests, or hear them with disdain, or cry for a thwarted love, or feel cold. Take care of you when your crown leaves wither and flying over the roofs torn off by the wind. And later, old and toothless, I'll love you and asking the same things that I love and take care of me as I love you. Because, you know? if I'm missing you, would end all I have. Want
accompany the Fates grant until your last day. Look, meanwhile, with favorable eyes. And say the boy will come to replace you in a few months, I hope. And he will not be less generous with you: every one of you get a whole load of love and a thanks.
NOTE: I wish all this to be a good year despite the difficulties, and we can face it with courage and with hope. And I also hope que lo podamos compartir. Las Moiras eran las tres hermanas encargadas de nuestro destino y de la duración de nuestras vidas.
*Detalle de un putti de una fuente en el Paseo de la Alameda de Valencia.
**Detalle de un monumento con columnata en los Jardines de Viveros de Valencia.
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