Erika's

When life is begin... Like corals that throw down of wave Begins to be strong girl... Solve the problems Begins to be responsible girl... The attitude of the past was changed Begins to looks the future... Do more worthiness to others So another person would be respect us... Find yourself an open space Something that you just can't see That's life...

The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt. He was very much admired indeed. "He is as beautiful as a weathercock," remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to gain a reputation for having artistic tastes; "only not quite so useful," he added, fearing lest people should think him unpractical, which he really was not. "Why can't you be like the Happy Prince?" asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon. "The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything." "I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy," muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue. "He looks just like an angel," said the Charity Children as they came out of the c...

Hearts And Hands by O. Henry At Denver there was an influx of passengers into the coaches on the eastbound B. & M. express. In one coach there sat a very pretty young woman dressed in elegant taste and surrounded by all the luxurious comforts of an experienced traveler. Among the newcomers were two young men, one of handsome presence with a bold, frank countenance and manner; the other a ruffled, glum-faced person, heavily built and roughly dressed. The two were handcuffed together. As they passed down the aisle of the coach the only vacant seat offered was a reversed one facing the attractive young woman. Here the linked couple seated themselves. The young woman's glance fell upon them with a distant, swift disinterest; then with a lovely smile brightening her countenance and a tender pink tingeing her rounded cheeks, she held out a little gray-gloved hand. When she spoke her voice, full, sweet, and deliberate, proclaimed that its owner was accustomed to sp...

The Skylight Room by O. Henry First Mrs. Parker would show you the double parlours. You would not dare to interrupt her description of their advantages and of the merits of the gentleman who had occupied them for eight years. Then you would manage to stammer forth the confession that you were neither a doctor nor a dentist. Mrs. Parker's manner of receiving the admission was such that you could never afterward entertain the same feeling toward your parents, who had neglected to train you up in one of the professions that fitted Mrs. Parker's parlours. Next you ascended one flight of stairs and looked at the second- floor-back at $8. Convinced by her second-floor manner that it was worth the $12 that Mr. Toosenberry always paid for it until he left to take charge of his brother's orange plantation in Florida near Palm Beach, where Mrs. McIntyre always spent the winters that had the double front room with private bath, you managed to babble that you wante...

Mama Like the sun that never sink That rises and shines everyday Provides bright light to my life Like the beautiful stars in the sky And like a beautiful rainbow when the rain stopped Mama... You never tired to teaches me Teaches me about life Teaches me to always strong Teaches me to always respect others Teaches me to look the future Teaches me to always be responsible And teaches me to be a woman formidable     Mama... You never stops to loves me Wherever... whenever... and however... You’re like a pearl in an oyster As long as awake It will be more precious You lives in the deepest of my heart You’re my inspiration in my life Mama... I want to always hugs you So you can’t be lose And never will be out of my life I’ll always loves you Until the end of time... Until the world stops... And until this breath doesn’t blows again Forever you’ll never be replaced Even by a life too.. You’ll always be ...