Some great poems from some great students:
This time I´m ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun. (Paula Francisco Cantón)
Father,father, where are you going?
O do not walk so fast.
Speak father, speak to your little boy
Or else I shall be lost. (Guillermo Alonso González)
Why should I be bound to thee,
O my lovely myrtle tree?
Love, free love, cannot be bound
To any tree that grows on ground. (Ángel Fernández Méndez)
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