Roble de la Sierra

Un roble angustiado abre sus brazos en vano hacia el cielo azul de Madrid La sierra aqui no olvida, sin perdon Llamas sin cesar Ardiendo en el corazon Quien contestara' al roble? Quien escucha susurros en el viento? Arido en la sequia eterna del verano Resplendor invernal decorado por nieves audaces Intocables, nos penetran sus raices.

Ode to a bird

Ode to a bird Marjory, we stopped, But an eagle you were definitely not. We could not leave you there alone, So we picked you up and took you home. The vet said you would be ok and live to fly again someday. Pleasant peasant pheasant, all three You raised lots of laughs for mami and papi Farewell to you, dear Marjory Your forever in this family's rich history