Os outros...
Decidir ter um filho , é o acto de maior responsabilidade que um casal pode ter na sua vida.Ter quatro é audácia. A Vida não faz sentido sem eles. Não são o melhor do Mundo?Mas podemos sempre acolher outros que não nossos. Outros que ficaram orfãos. Dar-lhes um futuro.Sempre com muito Amor.
posted by Hannanur at
3/05/2007
4 Comments:
Bid a strong ghost stand at the head
That my Michael may sleep sound,
Nor cry, nor turn in the bed
Till his morning meal come round;
And may departing twilight keep
All dread afar till morning's back.
That his mother may not lack
Her fill of sleep.
Bid the ghost have sword in fist:
Some there are, for I avow
Such devilish things exist,
Who have planned his murder, for they know
Of some most haughty deed or thought
That waits upon his future days,
And would through hatred of the bays
Bring that to nought.
Though You can fashion everything
From nothing every day, and teach
The morning stars to sing,
You have lacked articulate speech
To tell Your simplest want, and known,
Wailing upon a woman's knee,
All of that worst ignominy
Of flesh and bone;
And when through all the town there ran
The servants of Your enemy,
A woman and a man,
Unless the Holy Writings lie,
Hurried through the smooth and rough
And through the fertile and waste,
protecting, till the danger past,
With human love.
Yeats
Seriam a Inês, o Diogo... Agora são sonhos...
beijinhos.
ps. só mais 32 dias.
hummm ... passaro de corda ?
LOV U
Brian
Assino por baixo memórias...
Bjos daqui
Eugénio
Completamente de acordo.
Quem cria da amor.
bjos
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