I want children full of love, in joy, who do not worry in the seek, who live in me, for me and in the delicacy of this love.
Above all love
A hidden inheritance
- of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica
Argument
- → With my love, for love I do everything, I give you tenderness, joy, peace, truth of children, I envelop you, I hold you in hand, I embrace you, I keep you close and love you.
- → I look at you every instant and moment with love, I am here now for every man, sweetness, tenderness and absolute love.
- → With my delicacy and tenderness I shake every son.
- → The world invades my son overwhelmingly, in anguish, it has no law, no rule of love, it uses means that overwhelm, it destroys every one of my sons until it plunges him into destruction, it uses my son, it takes possession of my son without delicacy, without gentleness, without love, it struggles to possess, to use my son with pain, with torment and with breathlessness.
- → For me, it is better to see my son worrying sweetly for me and not brutally for the world.
Relative arguments