With her eyes of honey,
And an innocent smile so true,
Rises a faithful horizon, oh so sunny,
Of unwavering responsibility she'll pursue.
While, like Joseph, in his toil,
The carpenter labors away,
Awaiting Mary, with love as her foil,
Crafting dreams, come what may.
And a gentle maiden, ever so fair,
Obeys without a second thought,
She shines like a star in the air,
Leaving behind the battles she's fought.
A dream that crosses borders wide,
Illuminates the path so bright,
As flags unfurl with swelling pride,
Bearing a title: "I desire, I'll take flight."
Such are the dreams of triumphant youth,
Now unburdened by restraint's chains,
No longer held back, no need for truth,
In a world where boundless hope remains.
Jesús Hernando Camacho Mosqeura(AI)
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