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pra sempre

by ~multih, Jun 14, 2007, 3:19:23 PM
Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Philosophical

P'ra sempre, significa p'ra sempre.

P'ra sempre significa amanhã, depois disso, e ainda além.
Significa até ao mês que vem e ao mês que se segue. Até ao final do ano, e até ao fim dos anos seguintes.
Significa férias, aulas, trabalho e férias novamente.
Significa ir á casa dela e ela vir á minha; conhecer os pais dela, os irmãos, tios e primos, avós, amigos, animais de estimação e vizinhos.

P'ra sempre, significa p'ra sempre.

P'ra sempre significa matrimónio.
Significa ter filhos, criá-los e ver neles os teus defeitos.
Significa dividir casa, carro, dividas. Significa fome e abundância, saúde e doença, tristeza e felicidade, até que a morte nos separe.
Significa trabalhar e construir algo. Ter esperanças e perdê-las. Ser verdadeiro.

P'ra sempre, significa p'ra sempre.

P'ra sempre significa castidade. Significa respeito mútuo e cumplicidade.
Significa churrascos ao domingo e jantar fora nos dias de festa. Significa passar férias em casa dos avós, ir á serra na Páscoa e ver os filhos formarem-se.
Significa vê-los sair de casa, criarem família, e revivermos aquilo que nós mesmos já vivemos.
Significa coscuvilhar sobre as noras e os genros e encher os miúdos de doces.

P'ra sempre, significa p'ra sempre.

P'ra sempre significa passar as tardes no alpendre, na cadeira de baloiço segurando a tua mão. Significa receber uma mísera reforma e dividi-la até ao mais ínfimo tostão.
Dar uma nota aos netos e fazer folares para os afilhados.
Jogar ás cartas no café, ver a bola enquanto fazes tricô.
Dar-te um beijo de boa noite na face, e encarar o amanhã com um novo sorriso.

P'ra sempre, significa p'ra sempre.

pra sempreby ~multih

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~photographpaper Jun 24, 2007 Student

^{eu vou-me ficar pela estrelinha, sim?}

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~Fundation Jun 16, 2007 Photographer

Gostei imenso ! []

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~Conguita Jun 16, 2007

Muito, muito bonito, menino Bruno! E a fotografia está...

Parabéns pelo excelente trabalho! *

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~antoniopratas Jun 15, 2007 Interface Designer

<3

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~dead-boys-dont-talk Jun 15, 2007

ena...!

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~Olor Jun 15, 2007

para sempre...

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~mynias Jun 14, 2007

devo confessar que gostei. porque o meu "p'ra sempre" também significa precisamente isso. ainda bem que encontraste alguém que o entenda.

fico feliz por ti, afilhado... [mas não, quando for velhinha não te vou fazer folares porque não sei!

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