Friday, January 21, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Flowerbomb Or Hanae Mori?
Special Children
Special Children and society called the children with some degree of physical or psychological. Little things that require some kind of special therapy, medications or special counseling in the College.
I call them so, for all the love and know they can deliver. They are pure beings who know nothing about human darkness, know no evil. They are angels without wings, which are on the ground with a very special mission ... teach the word "love."
Why society does not accept?, Reject them for their shortcomings without knowing, forgetting that they have "feelings." Their needs are physical, cognitive, ignoring his greatness that are emotional.
When you have the joy of sharing with one of them, we realize the beauty of his thoughts. They are beings of a happy nature, because they act with purity, with greatness of soul, in every smile they give us the meaning of life.
I want to be like them ... pure and transparent, healthy and happy, innocent and simple ... They are close to God, because they know love and forgive.
My girl my sky
love your look.
The subtle glow of your eyes
-visible reflection of your soul. Look
pure clear look.
I love your smile
your beautiful smile!.
That has the power
to heal my wounds
dry my tears
numb my pain.
love your being, your whole being
angel of my life, Angel of my life.
In my nights
are the moon that lights my path.
In my days
the sun that warms my bones.
my soul, my dear mine.
're the strength that I require
in my infinite weakness. Tenderness
caressing my hands and hair.
drink fresh water when thirst
haunts me.
Force divine power of love
because you my dear,
see and feel God.
Ojitos
eyes clear as mine, as yours.
We won a battle,
with love, with your value to your
will.
Ojitos
clear eyes of love.
you today and always
my happiness.
My girl, my life
my
be my special girl.
I wrote something for my girl and I became Cascada Taty this beautiful poem, she did poetry corrected.
Thanks dear Taty, moved me to tears, I am weeping, my child is my life.
kisses for all God bless you today and every one of his days. Alfonso
wanted Thank you for making this poem as lovely song.
PRIZE: "Stylish Blogger Award"
I received the prize "Stylish Blogger Award" My dear friend
Taty the blog
http://secuenciasdelalma.blogspot.com/
and my dear friend's blog Luismi
http://luispi31416.blogspot.com/
My dear friend and my dear Taty
Luismi
friend have given me this award, I receive with love
that was given to me.
I follow their bases and for that, I must first confess
seven secrets,
then give this award to 15 blogs.
1) I am very forgetful and a hopeless dreamer.
2) I do not think there are bad people, but people who suffer
and can not handle the pain.
3) I am a bit obsessive about cleanliness and order,
the problem of my daughter and I did not laughed so
espadol clean my house, ceramic floors everything we can.
4) chocolate is my weakness and if bittersweet best.
5) Children I can love them and they are very smart they know it.
6) take care of my garden, watering plants in the evening if I relax and play
hot water to the carnival with my grandchildren I enjoy.
7) I am a grateful to life with smiles and tears I consider myself a happy woman. I have a defect
not tell, I spent with the number of elected blog?, No. .. I missed several.
http://creatividadeimaginacinfotosdejosramn.blogspot.com/
http://poesiaseternas2.blogspot.com/
http://simplementepasabaporaqui.blogspot.com/
http://miscariciasdelalma.blogspot. com /
http://mtlopez-alafia.blogspot.com/
http://anforadoradadelavid.blogspot.com/
http://misentimientoescrito.blogspot.com/
http://rosaplateada.blogspot.com/
http://poesia-del-cielo.blogspot.com/
http://hojasalvientouruguay.blogspot.com/
http://laboresdeamparo.blogspot.com/
http://gladysbloggercom.blogspot.com/
http://lacajadeanbairo.blogspot.com/
http://elmundoderayen.blogspot.com/
http://misversos-rahulig.blogspot.com/
http://soypks.blogspot.com/
http://espigasdelalma.blogspot.com/
http://abuelaciber1000.blogspot.com/
http://starlight-poemasdelcorazn.blogspot.com/
http://mariarosag.blogspot.com/
http://lectoresinquietos.blogspot.com/
http://abeduletxealur.blogspot.com/
http://httpwwwmispoemascom.blogspot.com/
http://enunmundonuevo.blogspot.com/
http://aquinesselugarmesou.blogspot.com/
http://conversasdecafe-flor.blogspot.com/
http://plumarojablogspotcom.blogspot.com/
Besitos to all God bless you with all my love to everyone. 
Special Children and society called the children with some degree of physical or psychological. Little things that require some kind of special therapy, medications or special counseling in the College.
I call them so, for all the love and know they can deliver. They are pure beings who know nothing about human darkness, know no evil. They are angels without wings, which are on the ground with a very special mission ... teach the word "love."
Why society does not accept?, Reject them for their shortcomings without knowing, forgetting that they have "feelings." Their needs are physical, cognitive, ignoring his greatness that are emotional.
When you have the joy of sharing with one of them, we realize the beauty of his thoughts. They are beings of a happy nature, because they act with purity, with greatness of soul, in every smile they give us the meaning of life.
I want to be like them ... pure and transparent, healthy and happy, innocent and simple ... They are close to God, because they know love and forgive.
My girl my sky
love your look.
The subtle glow of your eyes
-visible reflection of your soul. Look
pure clear look.
I love your smile
your beautiful smile!.
That has the power
to heal my wounds
dry my tears
numb my pain.
love your being, your whole being
angel of my life, Angel of my life.
In my nights
are the moon that lights my path.
In my days
the sun that warms my bones.
my soul, my dear mine.
're the strength that I require
in my infinite weakness. Tenderness
caressing my hands and hair.
drink fresh water when thirst
haunts me.
Force divine power of love
because you my dear,
see and feel God.
Ojitos
eyes clear as mine, as yours.
We won a battle,
with love, with your value to your
will.
Ojitos
clear eyes of love.
you today and always
my happiness.
My girl, my life
my
be my special girl.
I wrote something for my girl and I became Cascada Taty this beautiful poem, she did poetry corrected.
Thanks dear Taty, moved me to tears, I am weeping, my child is my life.
kisses for all God bless you today and every one of his days. Alfonso
wanted Thank you for making this poem as lovely song.
PRIZE: "Stylish Blogger Award"
I received the prize "Stylish Blogger Award" My dear friend
Taty the blog
http://secuenciasdelalma.blogspot.com/
and my dear friend's blog Luismi
http://luispi31416.blogspot.com/
My dear friend and my dear Taty
Luismi
friend have given me this award, I receive with love
that was given to me.
I follow their bases and for that, I must first confess
seven secrets,
then give this award to 15 blogs.
1) I am very forgetful and a hopeless dreamer.
2) I do not think there are bad people, but people who suffer
and can not handle the pain.
3) I am a bit obsessive about cleanliness and order,
the problem of my daughter and I did not laughed so
espadol clean my house, ceramic floors everything we can.
4) chocolate is my weakness and if bittersweet best.
5) Children I can love them and they are very smart they know it.
6) take care of my garden, watering plants in the evening if I relax and play
hot water to the carnival with my grandchildren I enjoy.
7) I am a grateful to life with smiles and tears I consider myself a happy woman. I have a defect
not tell, I spent with the number of elected blog?, No. .. I missed several.
http://creatividadeimaginacinfotosdejosramn.blogspot.com/
http://poesiaseternas2.blogspot.com/
http://simplementepasabaporaqui.blogspot.com/
http://miscariciasdelalma.blogspot. com /
http://mtlopez-alafia.blogspot.com/
http://anforadoradadelavid.blogspot.com/
http://misentimientoescrito.blogspot.com/
http://rosaplateada.blogspot.com/
http://poesia-del-cielo.blogspot.com/
http://hojasalvientouruguay.blogspot.com/
http://laboresdeamparo.blogspot.com/
http://gladysbloggercom.blogspot.com/
http://lacajadeanbairo.blogspot.com/
http://elmundoderayen.blogspot.com/
http://misversos-rahulig.blogspot.com/
http://soypks.blogspot.com/
http://espigasdelalma.blogspot.com/
http://abuelaciber1000.blogspot.com/
http://starlight-poemasdelcorazn.blogspot.com/
http://mariarosag.blogspot.com/
http://lectoresinquietos.blogspot.com/
http://abeduletxealur.blogspot.com/
http://httpwwwmispoemascom.blogspot.com/
http://enunmundonuevo.blogspot.com/
http://aquinesselugarmesou.blogspot.com/
http://conversasdecafe-flor.blogspot.com/
http://plumarojablogspotcom.blogspot.com/
Besitos to all God bless you with all my love to everyone.
Monday, January 10, 2011
How To Prevent Shoes From Creasing
HONOR THE LIFE
No. ..
Stay and spend
not last, there is no
not honor life
There are many ways of not being as aware
not know
numb.
deserve life is not silence or consent
So many injustices repeated
is a virtue, it's dignity
It is the attitude of identity More
defined.
That last and pass
not entitle us to presume
Why is not the same as living
Honor life.
No. ..
Stay and spend
not always want to suggest life
Honor
There are so many little vanity
In our silly humanity blinded
Deserve life is vertical stand up
Beyond evil, falls.
It's like giving
truth and our own freedom
Welcome.
That last and pass
not entitle us to presume
Why is not the same as living
Honor life.
I leave this beautiful song in this video I did, I'll be away for a while,
operate my daughter on Friday 14 and all deserved an explanation, could not disappear without giving reasons.
I want to thank each of my friends as caring and therefore become stronger with his words, his emails, beautiful gift that God gave me to know that even in the distance are part of my life, in my heart.
Besitos to all, may God bless you today and every one of his days.
I leave these Pampering for them take it to your blog, with all my love to everyone.
kisses to all, may God bless you today and each of their lives, be happy.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
How Does Strep Throat Look
Honor ... Life Happiness lies in the simple things. Happy Year 2011
Once, a father of a wealthy family took his son
a field trip with the firm intention that
child seeing how poor were rural people.
were by about a day and a full night on a farm of a peasant family
very humble. At the conclusion of the trip and
home the father asked his son
"What did you think of the trip?
"Very nice, Dad!
-saw how poor people can be?
"Yes!
"And what did you learn?
-saw that we have a dog at home, they have four.
We have a pool that reaches a fence to
half of the garden, they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lamps in the yard, they have the stars.
The patio reaches to the wall of the house, they have
A whole horizon of court.
the end of the story, the father was speechless .... and his son added:
"Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are!
Happiness is within our heart, not what we possess, that is temporary.
besitos to all, may God bless you beautiful reflection
I sent a friend, share with everyone is very nice.
Once, a father of a wealthy family took his son
a field trip with the firm intention that
child seeing how poor were rural people.
were by about a day and a full night on a farm of a peasant family
very humble. At the conclusion of the trip and
home the father asked his son
"What did you think of the trip?
"Very nice, Dad!
-saw how poor people can be?
"Yes!
"And what did you learn?
-saw that we have a dog at home, they have four.
We have a pool that reaches a fence to
half of the garden, they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lamps in the yard, they have the stars.
The patio reaches to the wall of the house, they have
A whole horizon of court.
the end of the story, the father was speechless .... and his son added:
"Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are!
Happiness is within our heart, not what we possess, that is temporary.
besitos to all, may God bless you beautiful reflection
I sent a friend, share with everyone is very nice.
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