: Shakespeare said
The jealousy monster with green eyes
The wolf was to be a wolf if it were not sheep sheep
Not enough to help the weak and should be supported
Not the courage to retaliate, but be patient and bear
Through the thorns of the danger, we get the flowers of peace
Does not see everything you see and hear each eye you hear your permission
That grief silent whisper of the heart even regaining
One has to wait for the evening to know how his day was great
We can do a lot right, but more with love
Hope that you like it
My regards
