Pero hay cosas en la vida que no pueden esperar ni existe pretexto alguno para contribuir con una noble causa.
Antes de continuar y siguiendo las reglas de la iniciativa, invito a que participen a las hivers 
Es cierto que soy nuevo en este ecosistema, pero, al ver esta iniciativa de 
Tuve que buscar quién es el protagonista de la iniciativa y les confieso que no pude dejar de emocionarme por todo lo que vi y leí sobre él.
Me llamó la atención esa mezcla de educador, amante de los niños, poeta, pintor, músico, deportista. Pude saber por algunos mensajes que es padre de un profesional de la salud, por lo que no solo fue maestro de escuela, sino que, también es maestro de del hogar.
Entonces vi varias de las iniciativas enviadas por los hivers y reconozco que me asaltó la duda en cómo sería mi participación, pero lo que sí tenía claro es que quería participar.
Entonces tuve un momento de lucidez y vi delante de mí a un ángel azul o lo que es lo mismo, un Ángel de Amor, porque para eslabonar esa gigantesca y humana obra tiene que estar presidida por el más universal de los sentimientos.
Realmente el color se lo puse luego de saber la obra de amor infinito que ha hecho en su comunidad y su patria por los niños autistas.
Ya lo tenía claro le regalaría un poema y el título sería Ángel de Amor.
Así que, aquí les dejo mi pequeño regalo para este amigo sincero y ojalá pueda leerlo y le guste.
Poesía Ángel de amor
Cuando se da tanto amor,
Y se hace tanto bien,
No tienes que preguntar quién,
Te abrigará el corazón.
Se juntan vida y razón´
Para tenderte la mano,
Pare decirte hermano,
Tú eres nuestra canción.
Eres vida verdadera,
Eres pura melodía,
Eres gracia, simpatía,
Y alegría valedera.
En ti la pasión se esmera
No puede entrar la tristeza
Porque tu vida es grandeza
Y tu estación primavera.
Hoy la vida te da duro,
Pero tú le das calor,
Le regalas tu amor puro,
Te le enfrentas con valor.
Tú eres el ruiseñor,
Eres la vida que pasa,
Eres campo, eres casa,
Y un ángel hecho de amor.
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ENGLISH
I did not think I would write again so quickly, because, as you know my life is very hectic and the work I have to do is from Monday to Monday because I have been living in another country for a very short time and I must try to make a capital, to be able to continue covering my basic needs and send help for my family.
But there are things in life that cannot wait and there is no pretext to contribute to a noble cause.
Before continuing and following the rules of the initiative, I invite the hivers
It is true that I am new to this ecosystem, but, seeing this initiative of
I had to look up who the protagonist of the initiative is and I confess that I could not help but be moved by everything I saw and read about him.
I was struck by this mixture of educator, children's lover, poet, painter, musician, sportsman. I was able to learn from some messages that he is the father of a health professional, so he was not only a school teacher, but also a home teacher.
Then I saw several of the initiatives sent by the hivers and I admit that I had doubts about how I would participate, but what was clear to me was that I wanted to participate.
Then I had a moment of lucidity and I saw in front of me a blue angel or what is the same, an Angel of Love, because to link this gigantic and human work it has to be presided over by the most universal of feelings.
I really gave him the color after learning about the infinite work of love he has done in his community and his country for autistic children.
It was already clear to me that I would give her a poem and the title would be Angel of Love.
So, here is my little gift for this sincere friend and I hope he can read it and likes it.
Poetry Angel of Love
When so much love is given,
And so much good is done,
You don't have to ask who,
Will warm your heart.
Life and reason come together'.
To reach out to you,
To tell you brother,
You are our song.
You are true life,
You are pure melody,
You are grace, sympathy,
And joy worthy.
In you passion strives
Sadness cannot enter
Because your life is greatness
And your season is spring.
Today life gives you hard,
But you give it warmth,
You give it your pure love,
You face it with courage.
You are the nightingale,
You are the life that passes,
You are the field, you are the house,
And an angel made of love.
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