La mano gentil…

Un nuevo día de las madres...

No soy mucho de festejos únicos o recuerdos anuales… sin embargo si partimos de la premisa de que somos nosotros y nuestras circunstancias… pues habría que darle mención a quien mención merece…

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¿No es la mano gentil de tu madre la que corre las cortinas, y la dulce voz de tu madre la que te anima a levantarte y olvidar, bajo el sol brillante, los sueños horribles que te asustaron cuando todo estaba oscuro?

Lewis Carroll
“Alicia en el país de las maravillas”


What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today"
I hear every mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today"
I hear every mother say
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag
So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak
And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"
I hear every mother say
They just don't appreciate that you get tired
They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind
So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

Doctor please, some more of these
Outside the door, she took four more
What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today,"
I hear every mother say
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore
And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose
No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day