tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539648450943682539.post4815343530256782705..comments2024-02-15T09:32:45.091-08:00Comments on life whispers: Heart ScornedMarcoantonio Arellano (Nene)http://www.blogger.com/profile/10713672589582754484noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539648450943682539.post-49068077419872289342012-10-14T17:28:19.741-07:002012-10-14T17:28:19.741-07:00We are staying in a hotel that allows pets. Comfor...We are staying in a hotel that allows pets. Comfortingly, they're with us,<br /><br />Thanks for visiting LolamouseMarcoantonio Arellano (Nene)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10713672589582754484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539648450943682539.post-49647810938983550532012-10-14T14:46:08.119-07:002012-10-14T14:46:08.119-07:00Angry words do often cut like glass and leave scar...Angry words do often cut like glass and leave scars as well. Love your last stanza. Always leaving us with comfort and hope. I think of you often, mi amigo. I have a friend here who lost her house in a fire. You, with a flood. Both of you waiting to go home. Where are your lovely children, the poodles?Lolamousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12508347229501155001noreply@blogger.com