Promesas

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Promesas

Every day

I am making

Some promesas

For my father

And I am always

Keeping my promesas

For my father

I never broke any

Promesas to my father yet

I think if I had

Broken promesas

To my father

I would be breaking

His heart

And also my father

Would be

Punishing me for that

I also hate to be punished

By my father

So I keep my

Promesas to my father

Today I made alrerady

A few promesas to my father

I am going today to wash

My father people’s feet

Then when I finished

Wahing my father’s people’s feet

I had preached the bible to

Father’s people

And they were hungry for

My father’s word

And also today it was

A beautiful Summer day

Without any rain

Now my father sad

Good bye to his people

We left the beach

And we all went back

Home

I went straight to bed

And I had a good night sleep

For ounce in my life