¿Ves?

Every time we look at something, we do so with different eyes

At once we may look to surpass

Later we will stop for more than a second to glance

Then we actually see what it is that makes it what it is

We are able to read between those lines that make it so funny and great

Al vistaso some may say it's not for them

Pero como van a saber if they don't look

It's just de repente and they go

But it's good to really see

So that you may understand why it's so funny

So that you may see what you can learn from it

So that you may fall in love too

¿Entonces qué más que un vistaso?

Pensando

-B.

If

What if things were just like the story books?

You know those fairy tales that always end well with everything charming...

Where after all that happens everything just works out and falls into place.

Well, it kind of is all like that, just in terms of reality. Terms in which we can't easily fast forward to the last page or ask a gypsy to tell us what we want.

The point of many things is to wait and see,

Just enjoy and learn as it all plays out.

For some reason, things are supposed to happen the way they do.

So we can appreciate and actually see.

If there were a time machine to go back and undo all those mistakes, what good would it do? Would we ever really learn from what could have been?

Perhaps not.

It's the big picture that needs to be seen.

On the screen that is our life and has it all accordingly to His plan.

It's the way it should be.

A fairy tale...

-B.

Te Escucho

Te escucho cuando hablas

Cada palabra que fluye de tu boca

es como una canción en mí interior

Te siento a mi vera

Con los pensamientos mas lindos que pueden pasar

Bajo un techo de estrellas y un sol de luna

te veo a ti

Tan cerca de mi...

-B.

Silencio

En el silencio de la noche

Ella piensa

"En la vida y sus porqués"

En los amores

En los desamores

Ella piensa en él

Lo mira mientras cierra sus ojos

Preguntando se, si tal vez él la puede ver

En el silencio de la noche

Ella piensa

"En la vida y sus porqués"

...

-B

Postal

The retrovisor is like my portable post card

It fits what I need to see

A set of clouds so fluffy they're like candy

Where the long branches reach out fanning some green

The clouds move and the sun shines through

Making it the best to ever see

I can hold it in my hand to touch the cottony clouds

And the picture dances

To the wind of my dreams

‹Google Images›

-B.

Nice

It's nice to be a student again

To see those familiar faces

Some are big fans, others are the celebrities

and the quiet ones, they're the friends

secretly enjoying knowing who they know

The teachers, they sit back watching their little seeds

growing...

We listen

We learn

We see it all as it turns

And things, they aren't always the same

yet they never change

We face it all with an embrace

firm and sweet, just as we meet

Face it, life's great

when your a student

-B

Txt

In a world of all things digital, it seems like society itself has hopped on the virtual bandwagon.

Conversations and social greetings have moved from the talking phone over to the texting phone where words are exchanged amidst a barrage of smiley faces and lols.

Everything seems to have improved to the standards of black and white where you use all caps to make your point, with a mixture of numbers and punctuation to show emotion, hence the name emoti-cons.

A derivative to which many grow accustomed to as their call plans involve unlimited texting just in case those un-used minutes run out. lol

Well, since it can be just so–I will remember to send out that mass text in celebration and invitation of something good or maybe just to share a little algo sweet.

;-)

-B.