~ Have a nice week John ~

Hello John,have a magical week,hugs Betty!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Easter !
my wallpaper for you

and other one

-to you, my friend

Miss you








"Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary."
-Khalil Gibran-



"The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy. "





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- from Tala

- And lastly some tunes for your spirit - Even if you don`t like the music, listen to
this beautiful poem, written by William Butler Yates ( If you push "show more" beneath the video,
you can read it ) :

http://youtu.be/qiEFyNoa1z8

- for your lovely visits and comments, for always brightening my days
I am sorry I`m not able to send you post more often. My life outside DN keeps me very busy .
To reach you all, and also being able to comment on your walls, I have decided I will
try and send you a card every two weeks, and comment on your walls every other two weeks.
Because you all deserve credit for your beautiful pictures
You are always in my heart and prayers






"Delicious tears! The heart's own dew. "
-Letitia Landon -



Love is blind ........





from Tala

And some food for your ears - one of my favorites :
http://youtu.be/Yi52HjJbwVQ

- Miss You !!!!!!


"Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. "
-Rainer Maria Rilke -



"Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment. "
-Ellis Peters -



-Uuuuups........


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Yum Yum for body and soul



from Tala


And some food for your spirit:
http://youtu.be/2J2JmGHfawk

Wishing you a wonderful and Happy Valentines Day,

Have a nice day and a beautiful weekend my dear friend

my dear friend John



-for your lovely visits and comments, for your Smiles and colours that brightens my days
Miss ya






"Music" -by Walter de la Mare-

When music sounds, gone is the earth I know,
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow;
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.

When music sounds, out of the water rise
Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes,
Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face,
With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.

When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
And from Time's woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.




- My Valentine Wall for sure !!!!!



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- Yum Yum for the start of your week




from Tala

Have a nice weekend