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&lt;center&gt;Liberdade de viver
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Sinto uma tristeza
Sem fim
Dentro de mim
O meu coração
Bate como um relógio
Sinto um calafrio
Dentro de meu ser
Esta dor é tão forte
Que quase me derruba
A minha mente
Desapareceu no infinito
Não sei explicar
Este vazio dentro
Do meu corpo
Como continuar
Gostava de ser uma semente
Para ser transportada pelo vento
Gostava de soltar a minha mente
E deixa-la á deriva por um momento
Sem parte definida
Sem local de chegada
Sem destino premeditado
Queria voar, voar, voar,...
Queria sentir, sentir,...
Queria apanhar,...
Essa liberdade de viver
Ser livre no tempo
Soltar todo o meu ser
Libertar-me das amarras da vida
Ser livre de voar pelo mundo
Ai, como eu queria ser assim
Poder dar fim
A esta dor que queima dentro de mim
E…viver livre…sem pensar em nada!!!
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A todas as mulheres


Sempre guerreira, mãe, amante e amiga.
Ela é a dona da casa, profissional, intuitiva.
Vê sem que a mostrem, escuta longe e sente perto.
Cuidas das suas crias, de seus amores e suas dores.
Sofre calada, ri quando está triste,
só para não preocupar os outros...
Dá comida, abrigo, conselhos,
dá a roupa do corpo se preciso for.
Ela é nosso socorro, nosso porto seguro,
nosso norte
Ela é a muralha e a flor.
A vida e a morte.
A mão que bate, afaga e constrói.
Ela é o amor incondicional, a ausência que dói.
Porque ela faz melhor, ela faz mágica,
se divide em mil.
E tudo sai perfeito, na hora certa,
porque ela é surpreendente.
Ela corre, batalha, cansa e sai linda do banho.
Ela tem uma força só dela, única,
um poder escondido.
Ela têm muitas dentro dela...
Ela sempre tem a palavra certa,
ela sempre dá um colo ás amigas,
ao filho, ao seu amor, ao seu cachorro...
ela carrega o mundo!
Ela é amorosa, solidária, uma Deusa aqui na terra.
E ela é isso diariamente
Mesmo frágil, muitas vezes com medo
Ela têm dúvidas e inseguranças
Mas ela arrisca e ousa, ela vai em busca
E ela sempre alcança.
Porque ela é sempre ela
Ela é sempre grande
Sempre Mulher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Carolina Salcides
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Nesta semana eu lhes desejo um sol diferente.

Que apesar de todas as dificuldades,
apesar de algumas tristezas que
insistem, que mesmo com essa
montanha erguida,
o sol possa ser
seu presente
mais doce.

Desejo ao seu coração o querer que ele quer.

Que nas palavras que ele sussurra
dentro do seu peito,
sejam ouvidas
aquelas que
têm sabor de
liberdade.

Que você esteja atento para o sopro
da sua vontade real,
e jamais desista dos
seus passos em
direcção à verdade.

Desejo que sua percepção acorde mais
plena no calor de um sol novo e renovador.
Que ele lhe encoraje às atitudes
que estão querendo respirar.
Aquelas que sempre são substituídas,
aquelas que não se arrojam por ter
os pesos de conceitos por demais antigos.

Desejo que você aceite seu tempo,
seja ele qual for.

Que sinta serenidade na espera
necessária para que
a semente plantada
brote no tempo
certo.

Desejo então que sua flor seja inteira,
e mesmo que inicialmente pequena
e frágil, ela lhe traga as luzes
de uma estrada azul.

Que sua sabedoria esteja desperta aguardando
com tranquilidade o desabrochar da sua flor.
Em paz, em cadência ritmada
com o aprendizado que vem chegando.
Em mais suaves permissões a você.
Em muito mais reconhecimento da sua coragem.

Desejo a você um sol diferente.

Espalhando seu sorriso pela densidade
das nuvens, simplificando o aspecto
complicado de alguns momentos e
mostrando-lhe a fonte essencial
para sua sede.

Desejo que a cada instante você
desnude mais seu coração
e deixe que nele vibre em
tom maior:
O AMOR .

O amor na sua expressão mais simples.

Que não mede, não faz contas
e que tem o poder de lhe
erguer acima de todas as
montanhas escuras.


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Vim colocar o selinho de destaque do mês de Outubro que ganhei
do Cantinho do Aconchego vão lá visitar é lindo.
Obrigada kidas de coração.
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Amizade
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A amizade consegue ser tão complexa...
Deixa uns desanimados, outros bem felizes...
É a alimentação dos fracos
É o reino dos fortes


Faz-nos cometer erros
Os fracos deixam se ir abaixo
Os fortes erguem sempre a cabeça
os assim assim assumem-os


Sem pensar conquistamos
O mundo geral
e construimos o nosso pequeno lugar
deixando brilhar cada estrelinha


Estrelinhas...
Doces, sensiveis, frias, ternurentas...
Mas sempre presentes em qualquer parte
Os donos da Amizade... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s398.photobucket.com/albums/pp68/lurdessonia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=olaamigsss.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i398.photobucket.com/albums/pp68/lurdessonia/olaamigsss.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-7784232085978991920?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7784232085978991920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=7784232085978991920&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7784232085978991920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7784232085978991920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2010/10/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_t00bDLD9qFs/SjKX25hmxzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Lgh0jwkXsQ/s72-c/urso17.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-5316106777631224774</id><published>2010-04-03T21:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:50:34.177+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Páscoa meus Amores</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_t00bDLD9qFs/SjKX25hmxzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1Lgh0jwkXsQ/urso17.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;


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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;

Páscoa significa renascimento, renascer.




Desejo que neste dia, em que nós cristãos,




comemoramos o seu renascimento para a vida eterna,




possamos renascer também em nossos corações.




Que neste momento tão especial de reflexão




possamos lembrar daqueles




que estão aflitos e sem esperanças.




Possamos fazer uma prece




por aqueles que já não o fazem mais,




porque perderam a fé em um novo recomeçar,




pois esqueceram que a vida é um eterno ressurgir.




Não nos deixe esquecer




que mesmo nos momentos mais difíceis do nosso caminho,




tú estás conosco em nossos corações,




porque mesmo que já tenhamos esquecido de ti,




você jamais o faz.




Pois, padeceste o martírio da cruz em nome do Pai





e pela humanidade,




que muitas e muitas vezes esquece disso.




Esquecem de ti e do teu sacrificio




Quando agridem seu irmão,




Quando ignoram aqueles que passam fome,




Quando ignoram os que sofrem




a dor da perda e da separação,





Obrigado Senhor!




Feliz Páscoa para todos!!!




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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
"Amizade, palavra que designa vários sentimentos,
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que não pode ser trocada por meras coisas materiais.

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Deve ser guardada e conservada no coração."
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Se eu pudesse agarrar um Arco-Íris

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eu o pegaria só para você.

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E, compartilharia com você a sua beleza

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
nos dias em que você se sentisse triste.


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Se eu pudesse construir uma Montanha

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você poderia chamá-la de só sua.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um lugar para encontrar serenidade.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um lugar para estar sozinho.


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Se eu pudesse pegar Seus Problemas

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eu os jogaria no mar.

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Mas todas estas coisas em que estou

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pensando são impossíveis para mim.


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Eu não posso construir uma Montanha

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ou pegar um belo Arco-Íris
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Mas deixe-me ser o que eu sei de melhor
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Um Amigo que está sempre por perto


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Este é um certificado de Amizade !!!
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Passe para todos seus amigos que você
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acha que merecem um abraço.

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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia, eu perdoei meu inimigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;


e fui forte…
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no outro eu pedi perdão
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e fui grande.
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Um dia, mostrei minhas razões
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e fui eloqüente…
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no outro, ouvi meu próximo
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e fui humano.
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Um dia, lutei pela minha causa
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e fui bravo..
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no outro, lutei pela causa alheia
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e fui gente.
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Um dia, batalhei pelo que queria
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

e fui perseverante…
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no outro, dividi o pão
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e fui rico!
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Um dia, recebi aplausos
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e fui admirado…
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no outro, fiz o bem em silêncio
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e os anjos me aplaudiram.
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Um dia, usei a inteligência
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e fui respeitado…
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no outro, usei o coração
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e fui amado!
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Mudem vocês tambem
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as vossas vidas
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basta querem
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querer é poder!!!

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&lt;center&gt;mas não é por acaso que elas &lt;/center&gt;

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&lt;center&gt;Deixo esse mimo a você Dinda ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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Beijos Dinda !
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Poema de Natal
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Natal... Na província neva.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Nos lares aconchegados, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um sentimento conserva&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Os sentimentos passados.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Coração oposto ao mundo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Como a família é verdade ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Meu pensamento é profundo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Estou só e sonho saudade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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E como é branca de graça&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A paisagem que não sei,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Vista de trás da vidraça &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Do lar que nunca terei !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Fernando Pessoa
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&lt;em&gt;"A Alegria do Natal e do Ano Novo esta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;em cada rosto sem mascarar a tristeza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mudanças de atitudes e gestos de solidariedade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inquietação vestida da mais simples e calorosa nobreza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guardando em cada ser o sentindo da sua própria verdade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originando a fagulha da mais verdadeira e sincera felicidade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somamos nossas expectativas numa única vontade: PAZ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;De repente, esquecemos e lembramos do futuro venturoso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;e de como é bom VIVER e ter amigos como Você."&lt;/em&gt;

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Deixo-vos meu mimo de Natal

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&lt;b&gt;Pode levar!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

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Diz a sabedoria popular que: “quem tem um amigo tem um tesouro”. Um provérbio árabe ensina que: “pode-se viver sem um irmão, mas não sem um amigo”.
Realmente a amizade é algo necessário em nossas vidas, uma das maiores manifestações de amor, esvaziamento e doação que podemos oferecer às pessoas que amamos e que queremos bem.
Quando amamos sinceramente a um amigo, devemos fazê-lo sem nenhum sentimento de posse. Nossa amizade deve ser sempre leal e desinteressada.
Normalmente, nosso amigo não é nosso parente, não tem nosso sangue e nem nosso nome, é apenas aquela pessoa a quem muito queremos e nos afinamos.
Com ele, aprendemos amar, renunciando a todo desejo de posse. O verdadeiro amigo é aquele que sempre está pronto a doar. O bom amigo se conhece na adversidade através da palavra de conforto, do conselho e da mão amiga que sempre nos infunda confiança e segurança.
Como é bom sentir que o amigo nos aceita como somos, sem críticas nem censuras, e que, apesar de nossos erros e defeitos, estão sempre prontos a nos compreender e a nos querer bem.
Doe sempre mais aos seus amigos demonstrando-lhes o valor da amizade, mas nunca espere ser correspondido.
Lembre-se de Jesus que nos amou com fidelidade e sem limites, até mesmo diante da fraqueza de Judas, relevou suas faltas e na hora do beijo supremo da traição, ainda o considerou amigo.
Releve também as faltas e os erros de seus amigos e cultive sempre a amizade, pois ela se assemelha a uma plantinha que precisa ser irrigada, adubada e tratada com afecto e carinho.
O verdadeiro amigo é uma bênção divina, porque ele nos fortalece nas horas difíceis, nos estimula e nos incentiva ao crescimento e ao progresso.
Cultivar, amizades sinceras é como amealhar, paz, alegria e progresso na senda espiritual que nos aguarda.




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TE DESEJO...
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Sorrisos...
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Quando a tristeza invadir o seu coração.

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Arco-Íris...
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Para você seguir as nuvens.
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Abraços...
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Quando a alegria não estiver contigo.

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Amigos...
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Que iluminem o seu ser e o seu dia.

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Beleza...
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Que teus olhos possam ver.

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Confiança...
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Quando a dúvida aparecer.

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Fé...
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Para que você acredite na sua força.

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Coragem...
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Para conhecer a você mesmo.

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Paciência...
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Para aceitar a realidade.
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Amor...
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Para você oferecer a todos em sua volta.

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A amizade é uma grande conquista
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e mesmo que estejamos perto ou longe,
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meu carinho por vocês estará sempre
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presente no meu coração...

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ADORO VOCÊS!





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Bem-vindo o Outono!

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A primavera ficou ao longe

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O ardente verão vai chegando ao fim

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Brisas suaves já prenunciam o Outono

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para depois hibernar o longo inverno

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Desde o alvorecer ao longe

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Caminhamos para a breve e

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marcada juventude

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um dia percebemos ao mudar da brisa

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que os traços deixaram de ser firmes

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a pele torna-se opaca e sem viço
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surgem as primeiras rugas

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os primeiros fios de cabelos brancos

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em contraste com a nova paisagem
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e caem ao soprar dos novos ventos

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o que parece feio ou/e envelhecido
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é apenas uma nova fase da vida

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preparatória para a temida e inadiável
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estação que estar por vir...
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a terceira e a GRANDE
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idade de ser e de viver

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Envelhecer é algo natural
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e completamente saudável
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somente os sábios envelhecem
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sim porque para chegar lá

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passaram-se muitos anos

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uma vida inteira de aprendizados

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e de muitas experiências

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Os "anos dourados" da vida

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permanecerão nas lembranças eternas
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juntamente com as experiências

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adquiridas ao passar de cada

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nova estação da vida.

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Envelhecer é também ser nobre

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e assumir esse momento tão bonito

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é no mínimo admirável e louvável

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é o alvorecer da maturidade.

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Benditos sejam todas as árvores belas

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e frondosas que puderam

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e souberam passar pelo

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"Outono" de suas vidas e que certamente

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chegarão ao inverno para dormir...

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Quero agradecer estes presentes
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da Janaina e da Timel,
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muito obrigada kidas

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Adoreiiiiiiiiiiiiii

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Meninas tudo bem?

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Espero que sim...

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quero pedir desculpa

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por meu afastamento

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Mas eu prometo que vou

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tentar vir mais vezes

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actualizar meus cantinhos.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Recebi estes selos de minha

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kida amiga Janaina.

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&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;





Os quais eu agradeço

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



De todo coração.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



E deixo-os aqui para

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Quem quiser pegar


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

&lt;/em&gt;

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;




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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-497120880532876551?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/497120880532876551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=497120880532876551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/497120880532876551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/497120880532876551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/09/selinhos-que-ganhei.html' title='Selinhos que ganhei'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-1129432740988158051</id><published>2009-08-21T15:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:37:07.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amigo
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Amigo é uma pequena palavra;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um grande apoio;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um grande ser; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um significado de confiança;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é uma grande pessoa; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um eterno diário;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um super herói; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é uma pessoa que escuta;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é uma pessoa que compreende;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é um conselheiro; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo é uma pessoa que está ali ao teu lado;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo, uma pessoa que não consigo descrever; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Amigo, apenas VOCÊ. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fases da vida&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Fases, idades,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


pessoas, momentos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Assim é feita a vida
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Cada fase uma idade e
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


em cada idade várias fases
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Idade que vai e não volta,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


mas que lindas todas elas...
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Pessoas que entram e saem
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas especiais
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas amigas, que nos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


ensinam,que nos amam
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas que dividem sua
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


essência,suas dores
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Dividem momentos,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


alegrias,prazeres
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas que não compartilham
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


também entram em nossas vidas
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas diferentes
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


cruzam nosso caminho
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Mas ainda assim nos ensinam
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Pessoas são sempre pessoas
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Próprias, únicas
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Que nos proporcionam
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momentos únicos também
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Momentos intensos que
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também não voltam mais
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Momentos bons,
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momentos ruins,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


mas sempre momentos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Momentos de alegrias,de dor
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Mas em cada momento
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


um cheiro, um gosto
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


E na lembrança trago todos eles
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


E todas as pessoas,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


todas as fases
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Que me deram momentos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


que jamais esquecerei
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Momentos que em cada
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


idade viveria diferente
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Mas em todas elas
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


simplesmente vivi
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


E como sou grata a vida
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


E como sou grata
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


a tudo o que passei
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


E como sou grata a Deus
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Por cada momento
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Por cada sorriso,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


cada lágrima, cada pessoa.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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Gostaria de começar a minha postagem de hoje
a agradecer a Deus por todos os momentos maravilhosos
que tenho tido em minha vida
e pelos amigos maravilhosos que tenho feito ao longo dela.
Por todos os momentos felizes e porque não os tristes?
Aprendi imenso com eles, guardei muitos valores
e conquistei muitas vitórias.
O que seriam de nossos momentos felizes
se não existissem os tristes?
Eles simplesmente não teriam significado algum.
Seriam como sol sem chuva, o dia sem noite, o calor sem frio...
Alegria sem dor? Uma jamais teria sentido sem a outra.
Os momentos de dor servem para reconhecermos os nossos momentos
alegres, as nossas vitórias e conquistas e
principalmente para agradecermos e aprendermos com elas.
A Amizade é o perfume da vida.
Pois é ela que faz soprar sobre nós o aroma
do Companheirismo e do Amor.
Pois é nos amigos que encontramos apoio para
todas as ocasiões e dificuldades
da nossa vida.
Foi a tua mão que encontrei estendida,
quando realmente precisei de um amigo.
Foram teus olhos que fixei, quando me senti só e desamparada.
Foram as tuas palavras que me orientaram,
mostrando o caminho correcto,
que eu não encontrava.
O teu sorriso encantador e a tua força eram tudo o que eu precisava.
Obrigada Amigo por estares sempre ai quando preciso. Beijos











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" Abraço "
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Abraços significam amor para alguém

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com quem realmente nos importamos...

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para nossos Familiares ou nossos vizinhos,

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para nossos Amigos ou até mesmo

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para um ursinho amigo...

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Um abraço é algo espantoso...

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é a forma perfeita de mostrar

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o amor que sentimos,

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mas que palavras não podem dizer.
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É engraçado como um simples abraço
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faz-nos sentir bem...

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em qualquer lugar ou língua...

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É sempre compreendido...
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E abraços não precisam de equipamentos,

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pilhas ou baterias especiais...

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É só abrir os braços e o coração...
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Guardem este abraço com muito Carinho!
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Adoro vocês meus Kidos
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nunca se esqueçam!!!

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Adorei os presentes muito Obrigada




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Felicidade...
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Há momentos na vida em que sentimos
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tanto a falta de alguém que o que mais
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queremos é tirar esta pessoa
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de nossos sonhos e abraça-la.
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Sonhe com aquilo que você quiser,
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vá para onde você queira ir,
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seja o que você quer ser,
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porque você possui apenas uma vida
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e nela só temos uma chance
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de fazer aquilo que queremos.
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Tenha felicidade bastante para fazê-la doce,
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dificuldades para fazê-la forte,
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tristeza para fazê-la humana
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e esperança suficiente para fazê-la feliz.
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As pessoas mais felizes
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não têm as melhores coisas.
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Elas sabem fazer o melhor das oportunidades
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que aparecem em seus caminhos.
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A felicidade aparece para aqueles que choram,
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para aqueles que se machucam,
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para aqueles que buscam e tentam sempre
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e para aqueles que reconhecem

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a importância das pessoas
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que passam por suas vidas.
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O futuro mais brilhante é baseado
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num passado intensamente vivido;
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Você só terá sucesso na vida quando
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perdoar os erros e as decepções do passado.
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Mas lembre-se:
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A vida acontece hoje Portanto,
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viva...simplesmente,
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Seja feliz, Ame, e diga...
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mostre isso para todos os que significam
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algo para você, que fazem você
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sorrir quando você precisa.
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Tome alguns minutos do seu tempo
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e mande uma mensagem de vez em quando...
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Mesmo que seja só para dizer "Olá".
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Ou talvez para "dizer"...felicidade
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para pessoas especiais como você.
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O blog destaque deste mês
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`
É o blog da Nadjinha
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vão visitar o arraial
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lá no cantinho dela
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&lt;a href="http://nadjaloukapornet.blogger.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd87/nadjinhab/link.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-5089999971849268781?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5089999971849268781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=5089999971849268781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/5089999971849268781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/5089999971849268781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/06/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade...'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-8021194746153098854</id><published>2009-05-27T12:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:36:42.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para meus Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




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Amigo,

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você é alguém que nunca vi
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e que numa telinha descobri!
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Não importa a seu exterior
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nem seu peso ou sua cor.
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Não importa a sua idade,
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sua pobreza ou prosperidade,
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seu jeito de se vestir,
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de falar ou de sorrir...
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Importa, sim,
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o modo como pensa,
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o carinho que me dispensa,
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o sonho que quer realizar
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e como posso lhe ajudar,
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a mágoa que não jogou fora
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e a sua dor de agora...
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Importa, sim,
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a sua lágrima secar,
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o seu riso partilhar,

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seu problema ouvir
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e soluções sugerir,
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seu tombo amortecer
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e o seu "ego" erguer...
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Quero segurar a mão que me oferece
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e ser uma constante em sua prece...
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Este miminho eu recebi da minha
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Amiga Lê, muito obrigado linda!
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Amigo:
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Amigo é uma pequena palavra;

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Amigo é um grande apoio;

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Amigo é um grande ser;

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Amigo é um significado de confiança;

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Amigo é uma grande pessoa;

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Amigo é um eterno diário;

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Amigo é um super herói;

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Amigo é uma pessoa que escuta;

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Amigo é uma pessoa que compreende;
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Amigo é um conselheiro;
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Amigo é uma pessoa que está

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Sempre ao teu lado;

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Amigo,uma pessoa que não consigo descrever;
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Amigo,apenas VOCÊ!!!

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Para todos os meus Amigos
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que eu amo do fundo do coração

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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dollzmaniaglitter.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="DollzmaniaGlitter.com" src="http://dollzmaniaglitter.com/saved/cmp4a12a501d14cd5.51414677.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-3529580292152059414?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3529580292152059414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=3529580292152059414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/3529580292152059414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/3529580292152059414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/05/amigos.html' title='Amigos'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-6323995528042236062</id><published>2009-05-17T19:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:35:27.872+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reciclagem de vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Reciclagem de vida
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Não sei se a vida se recicla.
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Não, talvez não.

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Mesmo se após um tempo de reflexão decidimos
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mudar nossa vida,

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seremos sempre nós mesmos no fim.
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Mudados, mas nós.

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Com todas as marcas e cicatrizes para que não
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nos esqueçamos do que fomos.
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Sabemos que jamais poderemos recolar os
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pedaços das coisas vividas e construir novas.
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Colchas de retalhos são muito bonitas,

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mas não passam de colchas de retalhos.

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Remenda-se panos,

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recola-se papel ou vidro,

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mas não se remenda vidas,


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não se recola momentos passados,

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coisas que deixamos pra trás.

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Recomeçar? Sim.

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Recomeçar é possível,
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mesmo (e felizmente!) se

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já não somos os mesmos.

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Aprendemos, à custa de dor,

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mas aprendemos.

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Não cometeremos duas vezes os mesmos erros,

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não beberemos a mesma água.

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Durante anos vivemos como se não tivéssemos

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outras alternativas.
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A vida é assim... é o destino.

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Mas nosso destino, nós fazemos.
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Nossas prioridades,

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escolhemos e aprendemos a viver com elas.

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E só depois, mais tarde,

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é que nos questionamos sobre o fundamento

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das nossas escolhas.

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Há pessoas que acham que é tarde demais para
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mudar e continuam na mesma linha,

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mesmo se conscientes de que talvez esse não
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tenha sido o melhor caminho.
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Homens e mulheres que se mataram a vida
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toda para ganhar dinheiro,

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terminam muitas vezes a vida sozinhos,

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cheios de dinheiro,
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vazios de amor.

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E felizes há aqueles que descobrem que ainda
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é tempo para fazer alguma coisa.

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E que podem redefinir as próprias prioridades
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e assumi-las.
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Vai doer, mas vai valer a pena,

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porque no fim das contas vamos

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ter a consciência tranquila de que tentamos.

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Um dos piores sentimentos que existem

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é o de não poder recapturar

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um momento que gostaríamos

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que tivesse sido diferente.

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O eu de hoje não teria feito isso ou aquilo,

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mas o que eu era ontem

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não sabia o que sei agora.

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Se soubesse,

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teria cometido menos erros.
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Mas temos um Deus tão bom e tão grande que
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Ele está sempre nos oferecendo a oportunidade

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de nos redimir e fazer novas escolhas.

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E agora? Agora sabemos.
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Não vamos pegar atalhos.
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Eles podem ser atraentes,
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mas nos impedirão talvez de aproveitar
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as belezas da jornada.

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O caminho da vida é bonito,

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apesar de ser mais difícil para uns

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que para outros.

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Mas é bonito se sabemos tirar

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o máximo do que é bom.

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Noites escuras podem nos fazer ver mais

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claramente as estrelas.

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Só veremos o nascer do sol se acordarmos cedo.
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Coisas simples que a natureza nos ensina.

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Reciclagem de vida?

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Talvez sim.


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Talvez sejamos, no fim das contas,

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uma colcha de retalhos da vida.


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Mas que sejamos então uma bela colcha nova

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enfeitando um quarto,

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um coração, talvez mesmo muitos corações e

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muitas vidas, a começar por nós mesmos.

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Letícia Thompson &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Meninas, peço desculpa por esta minha ausência,
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mas...realmente não tem sido possível vir

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tanto como eu gostaria.

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Vou responder a todos os comentários

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isso eu prometo queridas.

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Quero agradecer as vossas visitas assim

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como as vossas palavras nos comentários,

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os presentes que vou colocar neste slide,

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espero que tenham vindo pegar
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os meus e que tenham gostado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



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Outros presentes que ganhei depois

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Quero agradecer muito á Ana Cristina

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por ser destaque no blog dela &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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Quero dizer também que este mês
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ela é destaque aqui no coisinhas.
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Vá fazer uma visitinha no cantinho
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dela não se vai arrepender eu garanto.
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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mãe
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São três letras apenas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

As desse nome bendito:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Também o céu tem três letras &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

E nelas cabe o infinito&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Para louvar a nossa mãe,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Todo bem que se disser &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Nunca há de ser tão grande&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Como o bem que ela nos quer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Palavra tão pequenina,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Bem sabem os lábios meus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Que és do tamanho do CÉU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dia 25 de Abril&lt;/span&gt;
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Antes do 25 de Abril as pessoas não tinham liberdade de expressão, não podiam beber Coca-Cola, precisavam de uma licença para fumar, tinham de comprar alimentos por tabela, não podiam dizer mal do governo mesmo nas sua próprias casas, as mulheres não podiam sair fora do país sem ordem dos seus maridos e não podiam usar calças.
Mas no dia 25 de Abril de 1974 rebentou uma grande Revolução em Lisboa levada a cabo por um grupo de militares conhecido como Movimento de Forças Armadas que derrubou o governo sem que para tal fosse necessário o derramamento de sangue.
Depois de muita dedicação e coragem deitou-se abaixo a Ditadura e implantou-se a Democracia.Foi assim que se deu o 25 de Abril o dia da Liberdade.
Cravo: o símbolo da revolução.
No próprio dia da revolução, uma pastelaria na Baixa preparava-se para comemorar mais aniversário oferecendo flores a todos os clientes. A funcionária encarregada de comprá-las passou pelos militares e começou a distribuir os cravos vermelhos. Os soldados puseram-nos nos canos das espingardas. O cravo tornou-se a imagem da Revolução e o 25 de Abril ficou conhecido (pelo menos nos seus primeiros tempos) como a “Revolução dos cravos”.


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&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Presentes que não custam nada
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&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Escutar...
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Mas você deve realmente escutar.

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Sem interrupção, sem distracção,

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sem planejar sua resposta.

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Apenas escutar.

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&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Afeição...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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Seja generoso com abraços,

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beijos e aperto de mãos.

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Deixe estas pequenas acções

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demonstrarem o amor que você
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tem por família e amigos.
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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Sorriso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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Junte alguns desenhos.

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Compartilhe artigos e histórias engraçadas.
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Seu presente será dizer,
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"Eu adoro rir com você."
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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Bilhetinho...
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Pode ser um simples bilhete
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de "Muito obrigado por sua ajuda"
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ou um soneto completo.
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Um breve bilhete escrito à mão pode ser
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lembrado pelo resto da vida,
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e pode mesmo mudar uma vida.
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&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Elogio...
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Um simples e sincero,
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"Você ficou muito bem de vermelho",
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"Você fez um super trabalho"
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ou "Que comida maravilhosa"
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faz o dia de alguém.
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;O Presente Favor...
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Todo dia, faça algo amável.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Solidão...
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Tem momentos em que nós não queremos
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nada mais do que ficar sozinhos.
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Seja sensível à esses momentos
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e dê o presente da solidão ao outro.
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&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Presente Disposição...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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A maneira mais fácil de sentir-se bem
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é colocar-se à disposição de alguém,
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e isso não é difícil de ser feito.
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Quero colocar aqui estes presentinhos

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que eu ganhei da minha Dinda Jan
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e agradecer do fundo do coração.
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Este selinho lindo eu ganhei
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da Janaina minha amiguinha do coração
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Beijo querida
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A Páscoa em Portugal

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É nesta altura em que se limpam muito bem as casas, se pintam (ou caiam, nas zonas em que &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;isso é habitual) e se arranjam pois irá passar o Compasso (a Visita Pascal), que é uma ida do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; padre a cada casa para abençoar (e benzer) aquele lar e os que ali vivem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Tudo isto ligado à Ressurreição de Cristo e à celebração da Vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Para além de todas as celebrações e significados da Páscoa, em Portugal é também uma festa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; especial dos padrinhos (e madrinhas). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Tradicionalmente, para além das amêndoas (porque parecem ovos pequeninos) e dos ovos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; (símbolo da vida), existe o pão-de-ló e os folares que se oferecem às crianças&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(especialmente pelos padrinhos).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Estes doces também estão em cada casa para receber o Compasso.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É um sinal de hospitalidade para o padre e os seus acompanhantes (que, para não ficarem &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;embuchados, têm também à disposição um copinho de licor ou um cálice de vinho do Porto).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Os folares, como sabem, têm um ou mais ovos dentro – e lá voltamos aos símbolos da Páscoa.



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Antes da Páscoa, na Quaresma, o tempo é de jejum – evita-se comer carne e a ementa das&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; sextas-feiras deve ser peixe (bem, na verdade, não deve é ser carne) por respeito, pois foi na &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sexta-feira que Jesus foi crucificado e morreu. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Mas como no Domingo de Páscoa se celebra a festa da Ressurreição (voltar à vida, ressuscitar),&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; volta a comer-se carne: cabrito ou borrego, como se fazia nos tempos antigos. E os doces, claro,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; que incluem todos os tradicionais e os folares, como dissemos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Só mais uma coisa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Também acontece em muitas localidades celebrar-se a Semana Santa (a semana em que Jesus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; foi preso, julgado e condenado) com procissões de velas, à noite, ou representações teatrais &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(populares) desses acontecimentos.


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Deixo esta rolante com os presentes que recebi,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
muito obrigada meus anjos e tenham uma Santa Páscoa!







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&lt;center&gt;Queridas tudo bem?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Eu um pouco mais descansada e organizada ,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
mudança não é mole, não!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Tenho recebido muitos presentes de Páscoa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
e vou tentar pegar todos e colocá-los aqui,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
se me esquecer de algum peço &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
que me perdoem meus amores. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Aproveito para lhes oferecer os meus&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
que estão na salinha dos presentes &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
aqui na lateral.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Peguem os que quiserem.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
O bloguinho destaque deste mês&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
com alguns dias de atraso,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
é o site Jardim Valentina &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
e esse é o link dela,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
vão dar uma espiadinha lá,ok??? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;

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Olá queridas,em primeiro lugar quero pedir-lhes desculpa por não as visitar com tanta assiduidade mas tou a mudar de casa e devo confessar que á noite estou tão cansada que nem venho aos blogs.Não quero que pensem que me esqueci de vocês, simplesmente tou com a vida um pouco conturbada ,mas prometo que até ao dia 10 de Abril fica tudo arrumado e ai sim eu venho todos os dias,como antes.Tou colocando dois slides com todos os mimos e selinhos que vocês amigas e amigos me tem oferecido tão carinhosamente.Muito obrigada de coração,eu dou muita importância á vossa amizade apesar de estes dias andar meio afastada.Mas agora com a explicação fico um pouco mais descansada.Beijinhos nos vossos corações e...até breve!!!

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Receita de Pai
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Deus pegou a força de uma montanha,

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a majestade de uma árvore,

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o calor de um sol de verão,

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a calma de um mar tranquilo,

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a generosidade da natureza,

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os confortáveis braços da noite,

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a sabedoria das eras,

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o poder do vôo da águia,

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a alegria de uma manhã de primavera,

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a fé de uma semente de mostarda,
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a paciência da eternidade e

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o centro da necessidade

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de uma família.

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Depois Deus juntou todos

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esses ingredientes

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e quando percebeu que nada

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mais havia para acrescentar,

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Ele viu que Sua obra prima
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estava completada.
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Olhou para essa obra e disse:

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"A tua missão é sagrada.

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Vai para a vida , vai!

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Só falta eu te dar um nome:

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eu te batizo de Pai"

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Vai... Tens todo o meu apoio!
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Adorei os mimos!!!
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Eu apoio esta campanha!!!

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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amizade expressiva...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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Hoje você é um amigo

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invisível aos olhos,
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mas seu poder de

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realização é intenso,
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pois consegue tornar
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um carinho amigo
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em algo sempre
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visível e inesquecível.
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Fazendo assim, pulsar e
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vibrar alegremente meu coração.
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Se no passar dos anos,
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o tempo conseguir
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estas mesmas palavras
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do papel apagar,
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tente buscá-las novamente
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na tela do meu olhar.
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Elas com certeza, lá estarão.
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Todas, sem exceção.
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Prontas para serem lidas,
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ou quem sabe ainda,
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inseridas por você,
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ao mais belos de seus arquivos…
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O seu pensamento.
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Se ainda, as palavras forem
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todas para este arquivo movidas
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pelo cursor deste mesmo carinho,
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mais força ainda terão e lá
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permanecerão, até o momento
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que você desejar.
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Cuide apenas para que o mais
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temido e conhecido dos vírus,
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chamado esquecimento,
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não tente por lá passar,
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pois age como um vento devastador.
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Que quando passa,
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só o que nos deixa,
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são rastros de muita dor…
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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-645394643327618320?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/645394643327618320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=645394643327618320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/645394643327618320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/645394643327618320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/03/presentes-do-dia-da-mulher.html' title='Presentes do Dia da Mulher'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-316456399014088268</id><published>2009-03-07T01:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:30:28.301+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




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Feliz dia da mulher
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Mulheres fracas,fortes.

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Não importa.

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Mulheres mostram que
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mesmo através da fragilidade.

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São fortes o bastante para

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erguerem sempre cabeça

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Sem desistir, pois sabemos

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que somos capazes de vencer.
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Temos a delicadeza das flores

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A força de ser mãe,

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O carinho de ser esposa,

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Reciprocidade de ser amiga,

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A paixão de ser amante,

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E o amor por ser mulher!
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Somos fêmeas guerreiras, vencedoras,

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Somos sempre o tema de um poema

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Distribuímos paixão,meiguice,força,carinho.

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Somos um pouco de tudo

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Calmas, agitadas, lentas!

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Vaidosas, charmosas, turbulentas.
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Mulheres fortes e lutadoras.

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Mulheres conquistadoras


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Que amam e querem ser amadas

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Elegantes e repletas de inteligência
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Com paciência

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O mundo soube conquistar.

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Mulheres duras, fracas.

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Mulheres de todas raças

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Mulheres guerreiras

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Mulheres sem fronteiras

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Mulheres... mulheres..
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Mimo do dia da Mulher

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Pegue na salinha!!!

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Estes eu ganhei

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de grandes amigas

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Janela da vida


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Abra a janela do teu coração
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e deixe a alma arejar!
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Sabe aquele cheiro de mofo de sonhos
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que envelheceu e você nem se deu conta?
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Deixe que o vento leve para longe...
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Livre-se também do ranço amargo
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de toda mágoa e do rancor,
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faça uma boa limpeza na vidraça do coração,
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garanto que você verá melhor a vida lá fora.
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Deixe a luz inundar tudo,
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apagar as marcas das decepções,
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as tristezas das derrotas e da mania
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de sofrer por sofrer e acima de tudo,
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permita que o sol derreta o gelo da solidão.
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Apaixone-se por um sorriso e sorria junto,
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ilumine as janelinhas dos olhos...
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Ame a pessoa que o espelho
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reflecte todas as manhãs.
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Escancare a janela dos desejos
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e esbanje sonhos, ninguém sonha em vão,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


e também não é verdade que os sonhos fogem,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


as pessoas é que desistem, e eles morrem.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Desenhe um horizonte além da tua janela,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


exagere nas cores e...
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Faça florescer todos os campos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


que sua vista alcança.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Vá além, muito além....
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Abra a janela da vida e seja pleno
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


em cada coisa ainda que pareça pequena.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Viva com a espontaneidade de uma criança.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Debruce na janela e não olhe
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


a vida passar através dela...
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Viva!
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


Lady Foppa

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O blog que vai ser destaque&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
este mês aqui no coisinhas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
é o blog Partilha de Emoções&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
da minha kida amiga Pipinha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
este é o link do blog dela &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
passem lá e deliciem-se com &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
os textos lindissímos dela.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Parabens linda,tu mereces!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


http://partilhadeemocoes.blogspot.com/

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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A vida me ensinou...
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A dizer adeus às pessoas que amo,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Sem tirá-las do meu coração.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Sorrir às pessoas que
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



não gostam de mim,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Para lhes mostrar que sou diferente
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



do que elas pensam.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Fazer de conta que tudo está bem
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



quando isso não é verdade,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Para que eu possa acreditar
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



que tudo vai mudar.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Calar-me para ouvir,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Aprender com meus erros.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Afinal eu posso ser sempre melhor.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A lutar contra as injustiças,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Sorrir quando o que mais
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



desejo é gritar todas
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



As minhas dores para o mundo.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Amar aos que me machucam
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



ou querem fazer de mim
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Depósito de suas frustrações e desafectos.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A aproveitar cada instante de felicidade.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A chorar de saudade sem
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



vergonha de demonstrar.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A sentir a dor do adeus e do que se acaba,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Sempre lutando para preservar
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



tudo o que é importante
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Para a felicidade do meu ser.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



A não temer o futuro.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Ensinou-me e está me ensinando
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



a aproveitar o presente,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Como um presente que da vida recebi,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



e usá-lo como um diamante que
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



eu mesma tenha que lapidar,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



dando-lhe a forma que eu escolher.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;




(Charles Chaplin)


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Recebi estes miminhos de Carnaval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
e são valentim,desculpem só postar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
agora kidas mas não deu para colocar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
antes,peço desculpa e agradeço os&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
miminhos de todo o coração.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adorei!

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Estes presentes foi uma amiga
recente mas que já conquistou
um lugar especial no meu coração
Muito Obrigada Janaina Adorei!!!


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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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Quem gosta simplesmente fala...

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem ama declara seus sentimentos.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/variedade/?action=view&amp;amp;current=06.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/variedade/06.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Quem gosta perdoa os erros...

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem ama ajuda a não errar.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/variedade/?action=view&amp;amp;current=06.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/variedade/06.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Quem gosta enxuga as lágrimas...

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Quem ama não as deixa cair.

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Quem gosta espera o dia todo...
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Quem ama espera toda a vida.

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Quem gosta busca uma estrela.

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Quem ama dá o céu de presente.

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Quem gosta acena um lenço de despedida...

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Quem ama vai junto.

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Quem gosta tolera distância...

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Quem ama encurta caminhos.

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Quem gosta agasalha o corpo...

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Quem ama agasalha a alma.

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Quem gosta ás vezes discute...

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Quem ama nunca perde as esperanças.

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Quem gosta ás vezes se reparte...

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Quem ama se torna único.


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Quem gosta tem medo da morte...

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Quem ama crê na eternidade.

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Quem gosta ás vezes duvida...

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Quem ama sempre confia.

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Quem gosta se manifesta nas palavras...

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Quem ama mostra o que

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Quem gosta grita que gosta...
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Quem ama sussurra no ouvido.

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Quem gosta diz sempre tu...

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Quem ama diz sempre nós...

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Levem este miminho
que fiz pra vocês
Beijinhos kidas


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É preciso estar atento
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É preciso estar atento
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para os momentos da vida.

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Cada momento, é especial!
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Cada pequena filigrana de vida...

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E se pudéssemos ter

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consciência disso sempre,

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Viveríamos a vida de outras formas...
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De forma mais intensa,
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íntegra, detalhada.

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Não esqueceríamos de abraçar
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nossos pais e filhos...

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Não deixaríamos para
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depois aquele telefonema
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para o amigo que sempre

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esteve ao nosso lado

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em todos os momentos que precisámos.

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Não adiaríamos aquela
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declaração de amor
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que ficou "engasgada" na garganta,

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por falta de oportunidade

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ou coragem de dizer...

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Cada minuto, é tão precioso na vida!

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Na vida, que não sabemos

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se teremos daqui a dez anos...

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quando talvez, já tenhamos

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feito tudo o que pensamos.

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Ou daqui a dez minutos...

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quando perdermos também

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essa oportunidade...

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Mas é essa vida linda

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que possuímos neste exacto momento,

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que nos abre as portas

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todas, as portas da alma!

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Para deixarmos fluir tudo

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o que somos e sentimos

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Por isso, neste momento,

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e no mágico instante

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em que você visita esta página,

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esteja certo que eu me sinto

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uma pessoa iluminada pela

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felicidade de poder olhar

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ao meu redor, prestar atenção

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na minha vida

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e encontrar-te fazendo

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parte dela e poder dizer-te

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de coração, neste momento:

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Muito obrigada,

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meu amigo, por existires!!!
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E por existires também,

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na minha vida...

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Oii meninas ainda bem que vieram

tomar chá comigo,entrem sentem e

fiquem á vontade... &lt;/p&gt;
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Quer mais um cházinho?

Tem de vários sabores...

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Esse bolo de chocolate...hummmm

uma delicía eu vou comer

mais um pouquinho &lt;/p&gt;
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Levem este miminho queridas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

eu fiz com muito carinho
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Pode pegar para você.
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Muito obrigada por ter vindo.



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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11 Razões para tomar chá verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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1. É "mais saudável" que beber água


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O chá verde não apenas hidrata você da mesma maneira que a água faz, mas também traz a você todos os benefícios para a saúde que mencionamos acima, e possivelmente alguns outros ainda não descobertos. Mas é claro que você não deve adicionar açúcar para evitar ganhar peso.

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2. Anti-envelhecimento

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Os flavonóides contidos no chá verde são conhecidos lutadores contra o envelhecimento. Ao evitar a oxidação celular, mantém as células vivas por mais tempo. O chá verde também combate os radicais livres a inflamação causada pela exposição à luz solar. Devido aos mesmos efeitos antioxidantes, o chá verde possivelmente retarda o processo do envelhecimento da pele em geral como o surgimento de rugas, bolsas sob os olhos, manchas na pele, etc. Estudos mostraram que cremes com chá verde levam a melhorias significativas na elasticidade da pele.


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3. Bom para o coração

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Doença cardíaca é a maior causa de mortes em todo o mundo. Um estudo recente descobriu que o chá verde melhora o fluxo sanguíneo e a habilidade de relaxamento das artérias. Estudos também mostraram que o chá verde ajuda a manter saudáveis os níveis de colesterol.

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4. Protege contra doença de Parkinson

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Doença de Parkinson é causada pela perda de neurónios produtores de dopa mina, que controla os movimentos. Os antioxidantes do chá verde, ao reduzir a oxidação dos neurónios estariam contribuindo para a redução do avanço e prevenção da doença.


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5. Combate a AIDS

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Cientistas japoneses descobriram que um componente químico do chá verde pode evitar que o HIV se conecte a células saudáveis do sistema imunológico evitando que o vírus se espalhe e que destrua as células imunológicas.


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6. Previne e reduz artrite

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Substâncias químicas contidas no chá verde podem bloquear a enzima que destrói cartilagem e leva à dolorosa artrite. O chá deveria ser bebido como profilático para evitar a doença, segundo médicos.


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7. Previne e retarda doença de Alzheimer


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As mesmas substâncias que parecem prevenir o câncer no chá verde evitam que se forme uma proteína que cria placas no cérebro e levam à demência chamada de doença de Alzheimer. Experimentos mostraram redução de 54% no acúmulo das placas no cérebro de roedores. Este efeito ocorre, pois compostos presentes no chá verde inibe a actividade de uma enzima que destrói a acetilcolina, uma importante substância encontrada nos neurónios.


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8. Reduz o risco de derrame

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Mulheres que bebem cinco ou mais xícaras de chá verde por dia têm até 62% menos chance de morrer de derrame. Para homens o risco cai para 42%. Mas as diferenças podem residir no fato do estudo haver sido feito com mais voluntários masculinos que fumavam do que mulheres.


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9. Ajuda a dormir melhor
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Um estudo mostrou que o chá verde pode neutralizar os efeitos neurológicos negativos da apnéia. Ela está ligada ao surgimento de várias outras doenças, dificuldades cognitivas e risco de acidentes. A causa parece estar ligada ao fato de que o chá verde ajuda a evitar a oxidação (e morte) dos neurónios durante os episódios de falta de oxigénio causado pela apnéia.

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10. Previne e pode "bloquear" o câncer

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Substâncias contidas no chá verde previnem a oxidação das células e combatem os radicais livres sugerindo que ele é capaz de prevenir todos os tipos de câncer. Um estudo em ratos mostrou que o chá verde pode prevenir câncer de cólon em mais de 50% dos casos. Mas caso o tumor apareça há 80% menos chance de ele ser maligno e seu crescimento também é mais limitado. Cinco ou mais xícaras de chá verde por dia podem cortar pela metade a chance de surgimento de câncer de próstata avançado. Extracto de chá verde também mostrou que pode aumentar a quantidade de enzimas que combatem as células cancerosas. O chá verde pode ajudar em muitos tratamentos contra o câncer e também previne câncer de estômago. O risco de mortalidade é menor para mulheres com câncer de mama que consomem os antioxidantes do chá verde. Compostos existentes no chá também se mostraram eficientes contra câncer de pâncreas, de esófago, pulmão, pele...


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11. Na boca

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O seu dentista vai negar até o fim, mas a verdade é que o chá verde parece ter efeito inibidor em bactérias que temos na boca combatendo o mau hálito, dor de garganta e cáries. O mesmo estudo mostrou que o chá verde poderia combater também vírus presentes na boca.

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Bom Dia minhas lindas!!!
Vim postar hoje porque minha
Amiga Alessandra colocou meu blog
este mês em destaque no blog dela.
Muito obrigada meu Anjo,é uma honra
e eu te agradeço de coração.

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como são muitos eu coloco assim
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Meninas,vim postar para lhes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
contar as novidades... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Apartir do mês que entra&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
amanhã,ou seja Fevereiro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
vou colocar um blog em destaque&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
durante um mês aqui no meu blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
E o primeiro comtemplado é o Fantasia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Da minha Amiga Jan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu devo essa honra &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de ser a primeira a ela.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tem me ajudado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
muito e o blog dela é muito lindo,por &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
isso o mérito também é merecido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Beijoooo

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Chovem duas chuvas:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de água e de jasmins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
por estes jardins &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de flores e de nuvens.


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Sobem dois perfumes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
por estes jardins:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de terra e jasmins, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de flores e chuvas.

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E os jasmins são chuvas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
e as chuvas, jasmins,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
por estes jardins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
de perfume e nuvens

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Cecília Meireles


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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Meninas hoje tou vindo postar
para contar as novidades e colocar
alguns presentes que tenho recebido.
Mas primeiro as novidades...apartir
do mês de Fevereiro vou começar
a ofereçer o meu selo de destaque
e esse blog que eu escolher vai ficar
durante esse mês em destaque no meu blog.
Recebi um convite do clube da fidelidade
para a grande reinauguração que será
hoje ás 15 horas (hora do Brasil)
e eu vou lá estar de certeza.
Recebemos tambem as novas
carteirinhas de sócia que ficaram
uma lindeza,parabens kidas.

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Convite

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Presente da minha Amiga Alê
do blog Pensamentos meus.
Muito lindoooo eu Adoreiii
Amiga,muito obrigado de coração

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Esse aqui eu recebi da Vandinha
do blog Espinaoliveira,obrigada linda.
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cmp4978f26351ec98_57929644.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="399" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/cmp4978f26351ec98_57929644.gif" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-66712186316479507?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/66712186316479507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=66712186316479507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/66712186316479507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/66712186316479507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/01/novidades-e-presentes.html' title='Novidades e presentes'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-1876066797418700999</id><published>2009-01-21T15:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:35:20.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda da Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Agenda da Felicidade

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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O sorriso...&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
é o cartão de visita
das pessoas saudáveis.
Distribua-o gentilmente.

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&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O diálogo...
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
é a ponte que liga as duas margens,
do eu à do tu.
Transmite-o bastante.

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&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O amor...&lt;/span&gt;

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é a melhor música na
partitura da vida.
Sem ele, você será um eterno desafinado.

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&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A bondade...&lt;/span&gt;

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é a flor mais atraente do jardim
de um coração bem cultivado.
Plante estas flores.
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&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A alegria...&lt;/span&gt;
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é o perfume gratificante,
fruto do dever cumprido.
Esbanje-o, o mundo precisa dele.

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&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A paz da consciência...&lt;/span&gt;

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é o melhor travesseiro
para o sono da tranqüilidade.
Viva em paz consigo mesmo.

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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A fé...&lt;/span&gt;

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é a bússola certa para os
navios errantes, incertos,
buscando as praias da eternidade.
Utilize-a sempre.

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&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A esperança...
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
é o vento bom enfunando
as velas do nosso barco.
Chame-o para dentro do seu quotidiano.

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Acreditamos que com essa agenda...
a felicidade pode ser a
companheira e aliada para
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 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dollzmaniaglitter.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="DollzmaniaGlitter.com" src="http://dollzmaniaglitter.com/saved/cmp4977302abec724.28793384.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-1876066797418700999?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1876066797418700999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=1876066797418700999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/1876066797418700999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/1876066797418700999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2009/01/agenda-da-felicidade.html' title='Agenda da Felicidade'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-1746014116988802791</id><published>2009-01-16T21:00:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:29:14.088+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu nome é felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Olá meus Amores,tou super feliz
meu bloguinho ganhou o prémio
Brilhante Iniciante do concurso do
Recanto dos Blogs é com grande orgulho
que tou colocando ele aqui
e quero agradecer de coração
a todos aqueles que votaram em mim
Muito Obrigada sem vocês não era possível.


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&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu nome é Felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;
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Faço parte da vida daqueles que têm amigos,

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pois ter amigos é ser Feliz.
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Faço parte da vida daqueles que vivem
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cercados por pessoas como você,

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pois viver assim é ser Feliz!
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Faço parte da vida daqueles que acreditam

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que ontem é passado,amanhã é futuro

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e hoje é uma dádiva,
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por isso chamado presente.

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Faço parte da vida daqueles
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que acreditam na força do Amor,

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que acreditam que para uma história

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bonita não há ponto final.

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Eu sou casada, sabiam?

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Sou casada com o Tempo.

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Ah... O tempo é lindo!

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Ele resolve todos os problemas.
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Ele reconstrói corações,ele cura feridas,

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ele vence a Tristeza...
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Juntos, eu e o Tempo tivemos três filhos:

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A Amizade, a Sabedoria e o Amor.

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A Amizade é a filha mais velha.

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Uma menina linda, sincera, alegre.
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A Amizade brilha como o sol...
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A Amizade une pessoas,

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pretende nunca ferir, sempre consolar.
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A do meio é a Sabedoria...culta, íntegra,

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sempre foi mais apegada ao Pai, o Tempo.
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A Sabedoria e o Tempo andam sempre juntos!

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O mais novo é o Amor.
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Ah! Como esse me dá trabalho!

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É teimoso, às vezes só quer morar em um lugar...

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Eu vivo dizendo:
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Amor, você foi feito para morar em dois corações,

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não em apenas um...

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O Amor é complexo, mas é lindo, muito lindo!

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Quando ele começa a fazer estragos

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eu chamo logo o pai dele, o Tempo...

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e aí o Tempo vai fechando todas as feridas que o Amor abriu!

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Uma pessoa muito importante ensinou – me uma coisa...

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Tudo no final sempre dá certo,
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se ainda não deu, é porque não chegou o final.
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Por isso, acredite sempre na minha família!
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Acredite no Tempo, na Amizade,

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na Sabedoria e principalmente no Amor...

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Aí, com certeza um dia, eu, a Felicidade,

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baterei à sua porta!

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Tenha Tempo para os Sonhos...

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Eles conduzem a sua carruagem para as Estrelas!
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Cada gesto de carinho que pudermos
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Demonstrar, como um simples olá,

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Ou mesmo um pequeno sorriso,

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Poderá demonstrar o quanto podemos

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E somos capazes de ajudar um amigo a controlar

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Um coração magoado, triste, machucado.
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Cada Amigo é um ser especial que
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Conservamos bem no fundo do coração.
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Não sabemos quando nem como
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Tais amizades começaram ou aconteceram!
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Sabemos, porém, que elas existem

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E que nos fazem muito felizes.
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De repente descobri seus dons especiais

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E percebi o quanto é maravilhoso poder

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Compartilhar momentos felizes com você.

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Você, meu Amigo, está lá

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Para os momentos difíceis,

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Mas também para os momentos de felicidade!
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Por isso aqui estou
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Para lhe dizer quanto o estimo

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E que não posso dispensar sua amizade!

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Ela é muito valiosa para mim.
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Esta, sim, esta é a verdade!

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&lt;center&gt;Meus Amores hoje vim deixar um miminho
do dia de reis e um selinho pelas
3000 visitas,porque sem vocês nunca
teria conseguido.Vão pegar os códigos
na salinha dos presentes.
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A origem da Comemoração do Dia de Reis leva-os há muito tempo atrás.
Segundo a primitiva liturgia, no dia 6 de Janeiro celebrava-se a comemoração do Natal, da Epifania ou manifestação de Deus, o Baptismo de Jesus e o milagre das Bodas de Canaã. Só a partir do séc. V é que a adoração dos Reis Magos começou a ser celebrada no Ocidente. Foi também nessa altura que se decidiu separar a Epifania do Natal, que passou para o dia 25 de Dezembro.No início, os Reis Magos eram representados quase sempre por dois, quatro ou seis personagens e unicamente como magos.O número três só ficou estabelecido a partir do séc. IV. Os nomes pelos quais hoje são conhecidos surgiram apenas um século depois e até o século VI não se encontram registos do título de reis. No séc. XVI foi introduzido o traço racial, aparecendo pela primeira vez um Baltazar preto. Os três reis foram identificados como Sem, Cam e Jafé, os três filhos de Noé, que segundo o Antigo Testamento, representavam as três raças que povoavam o mundo. Desta forma, Melchior, o ancião de cabelos brancos, simboliza os herdeiros de Jafé, os europeus que oferecem ao Menino Jesus um presente de ouro que testemunha sua realeza. O louro e jovem Gaspar representa os semitas da Ásia, cujo bem mais apreciado é o incenso, símbolo da sua divindade, e Baltazar, negro e com barba, identifica-se com os filhos de Cam, os africanos, que entregam a mirra, em alusão à paixão e ressurreição.
A Bíblia relata como uma estrela guiou os três Reis Magos desde o Oriente e indicou o lugar onde se encontrava o Menino Jesus ao deter-se sobre o presépio. Muitas são as teorias que tentam explicar este milagre. Entre elas, está a de que se tratava do brilhante planeta Vénus, da passagem dos cometas Halley ou Hale-Bopp, de uma super nova, uma ocultação da Lua... Uma das hipóteses mais aceites foi a proposta por Johannes Kleper em 1606. Segundo este astrónomo, tratar-se-ia de uma rara tripla conjugação da Terra com os planetas Júpiter e Saturno, passando o Sol nesse momento por Peixes. Esta conjugação apresenta-se aos olhos do observador terrestre como uma só estrela muito brilhante. Outra hipótese mais recente é a de que se tratava de uma nova estrela brilhante observada próxima da estrela Theta Aquilae. A estrela de Belém é relembrada situando-a tanto na representação do presépio como na ponta da árvore de Natal.
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&lt;center&gt;.A Postagem de hoje é sobre o concurso
do Amigo Oculto do blog da Minye
que eu tava participando.


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Blogs participantes do amigo oculto

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1–Minye – &lt;a href="http://minyegirls.zip.net/"&gt;http://minyegirls.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;
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2-Sofia – &lt;a href="http://jovensprincesas.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jovensprincesas.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;
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3-Patricia – &lt;a href="http://pink-kawaii-butterfly.com/"&gt;http://pink-kawaii-butterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;

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4-Érica – &lt;a href="http://paravidatoda.zip.net/"&gt;http://paravidatoda.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;
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5-Conceição – &lt;a href="http://corujatricoteira.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://corujatricoteira.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;
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6-Mendi – &lt;a href="http://almaspoeticas.zip.net/"&gt;http://almaspoeticas.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;

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7-Lumma – &lt;a href="http://lumma2005.zip.net/"&gt;http://lumma2005.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;
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8-Rosa Eliza – &lt;a href="http://artesdarosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://artesdarosa.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;

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9-Bianca – &lt;a href="http://vivoprajesus.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://vivoprajesus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;

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10-Lurdeskida – &lt;a href="http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;
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11-Nadja – &lt;a href="http://nadjaloukapornet.blogger.com.br/"&gt;http://nadjaloukapornet.blogger.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;
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12-Lucinha – &lt;a href="http://sonhosecarinhosdetimel.zip.net/"&gt;http://sonhosecarinhosdetimel.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;
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O meu Amigo oculto foi a Érica
do blog http://Paravidatoda.zip.net
e o meu presente para ela foi este
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E a minha Amiga oculta
(quem tinha de me dar presente)
Foi a Conceição do blog
http://corujatricoteira.blogspot.com
E este foi o presente que recebi dela
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E este ursinho lindo
com esta mensagem eu
dedico a todos vocês!!!
BEIJOCAS
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&lt;center&gt;Quero iniciar as Postagens deste Novo Ano de 2009
com estas frases que considero importantissímos
para que começar o Ano reflectindo um pouco.
Lê cada ponto com atenção e pensa sobre
isso durante um segundo ou dois: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;

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1.
Gosto de ti não só por causa de
quem és,mas também por causa de
quem eu sou quando estou contigo.
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2.
Nenhum homem e nenhuma mulher é digno/
a das tuas lágrimas, e aquele ou
aquela que o é, não te fará chorar.
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3.
Apenas porque alguém não te ama
da maneira que gostarias, isso não
significa que ele ou ela não te
ame com tudo o que têm.
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4.
Um verdadeiro amigo é aquele
que procura segurar a tua mão
quando cais e te toca no coração.

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5.
A pior maneira de sentir a falta
de alguém é estar sentada exactamente
a seu lado sabendo que não a podemos ter.

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6.
Nunca franzas o sobrolho, mesmo
quando estiveres triste, porque nunca
sabes quem se pode estar a apaixonar
pelo teu sorriso.

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7.
Para o mundo todo podes ser apenas
uma pessoa, mas para uma pessoa
podes ser o mundo todo.
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8.
Não gastes o teu tempo numa pessoa
que não esteja minimamente disposta
a gastar o seu tempo contigo.

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9.
Talvez Deus queira que nós encontremos
algumas pessoas erradas antes de encontrar
a certa, para que quando encontremos
a certa saibamos ser gratos.
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10.
Não chores porque acabou,
sorri porque aconteceu.

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11.
Sempre haverá pessoas que te magoem,
por isso o que tens de fazer é continuar
a confiar e ser apenas mais cuidadoso acerca
de quem confias para a próxima.

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12.
Faz de ti uma pessoa melhor e procura
conhecer-te antes de procurares conhecer outra
pessoa e esperares que ela saiba quem tu és.

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13.
Não tentes tanto, as melhores coisas
acontecem quando não estás à espera delas.
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&lt;center&gt;Um novo ano está chegando...
é tempo de salvar nosso futuro,
sonhar com um mundo melhor,
para nós, nossa família, nossos amigos...
Nem sempre temos tudo que queremos,
ás vezes perdemos o que amamos,
porém nunca devemos esquecer
do que ainda possuímos...
Que este ano tudo que perdemos,
possamos recuperar, e tudo que restou,
possamos multiplicar!
A vida pode tirar tudo de nós,
menos o direito de amar...
Que este ano, amar seja
nosso maior prazer,
que amar seja o verbo
principal em nossas vidas!
Abra seu coração, sinta
esse clima diferente,
viva um sonho e faça sua
luz brilhar às escuridões...
Você pode tudo!
Querer é poder!
Neste novo ano, mude o mundo
mudando primeiro você,
deixando o amor invadir seu peito,
sabendo amar e aprendendo a perdoar,
procure fazer o que for direito...
Abra a janela e deixe o sol entrar,
é tempo de fazer novas amizades
e de conservar as velhas,
é tempo de viver, é tempo de sorrir...
Pois todos nós queremos
dias melhores para viver...
Um Ano Novo de Muito Sucesso
são os meus votos
pra todos vocês meus Amigos!!!

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O Natal é umas das datas mais importantes
do ano para mim, porque adoro o natal,
adoro andar e passear pelas ruas iluminadas,
por onde passamos é aquela música de natal
a tocar nas ruas e isso me faz muito bem...
Apesar de alguns anos pra cá, mesmo tendo esta
grande paixão por esta época do ano,
confesso não ter o mesmo brilho de antes,
o mesmo cheiro, o mesmo sabor que antes.

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Pena o natal ter ficado com o passar
dos tempos muito comercial.
Nesta época do ano, todos ficam eufóricos,
nervosos, irritados, estressados,
todos têm pressa e querem tudo para ontem.
A escolha dos presentes:
o que dar para cada um?

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Mas o verdadeiro espírito do Natal
não está representado nos presentes
que trocamos na actual sociedade
O consumismo levou a maior parte
da beleza real do Natal...
Ele deve ser presença constante
em nossos corações através do abraço
que damos, as pessoas que amamos,
na solidariedade que prestamos,
no sorriso descompromissado,na Paz interior.

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E principalmente, nos lembrando
do real significado do Natal:
O NASCIMENTO DE JESUS!
Aquele que veio sofrer por nós.
Pensem nisso meus Amores!!!
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&lt;center&gt;Às vezes interrogo-me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Sobre as amizades virtuais.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Mas existirá amizade virtual?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
A amizade não é um sentimento real&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Que fica no nosso coração&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
À medida que vamos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Travando conhecimento com alguém?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E o que importa que seja &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Através de um computador?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Eu acredito que existam&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
"Pessoas"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Do outro lado da telinha,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Mesmo que nunca as tenha visto,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Mesmo que nunca&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Lhes tenha escutado o som da voz.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Pessoas com problemas ou não,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Alegrias ou tristezas,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Felizes ou desesperadas,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Mas com algo em comum:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Sentimentos reais!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Preocupo-me com elas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E sempre ao me deitar,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Elevo o meu pensamento a Deus&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Pedindo por cada uma.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Muitas dessas pessoas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Simplesmente desaparecem&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Sem se despedirem&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E sem deixar vestígios&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E nunca consegui entender&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
O porquê desse procedimento.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
De repente, um belo dia,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Sem que se espere,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Elas reaparecem, saídas do nada&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E retomam seu lugar,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Como se nunca tivessem partido.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E nesse ponto realmente vejo que,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Não importa se virtual ou real,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
As pessoas são sempre iguais&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Em suas idas e vindas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Ou com suas breves passagens&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Em nossa vida.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E entendo mais: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Que o importante não é o facto&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Delas irem e virem e, sim,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Nós estarmos lá prontos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Para recebê-las de volta &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Com nosso carinho,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Nossa compreensão e,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Muitas vezes, com nosso perdão.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por isso eu estou colocando aqui estes
Selinhos que eu mesma fiz
e gostaria que
Levassem para os vossos
Blogs e repassassem
Para os dos vossos amigos.
Beijo e, lembrem-se kidos...
EU AMO VOCÊS!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para você!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/selodeamizade.gif" vspace="2" hspace="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea onfocus="this.select()" onmouseover="this.focus()" rows="2" cols="10" name="textarea"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/selodeamizade.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para você!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/campanha.gif" vspace="2" hspace="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea onfocus="this.select()" onmouseover="this.focus()" rows="2" cols="10" name="textarea"&gt;&lt;a href="http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo356/sandroboy_2008/Presentes/campanha.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;Hoje tou vindo colocar uma rolante com os presentes e por baixo tou colocando todos os prémios e selos que ganhei,quem quiser pode pega-los tambem eu ofereço pra quem quiser. Desculpem por uma rolante mas são imensos e não dava para tar a colocar um por um.Quero agradecer a todas as pessoas que me presentearam,o meu muito obrigado de coração,e, se alguem ainda não pegou meus presentes faça o favor eu faço questão que levem ,todas as pessoas que me visitarem por favor levem tambem.Só tem de clicar na lateral onde diz presentes e levarem os que quiserem.Deixo-vos tambem um vídeo de natal destes ursinhos tão amorosos.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Porque os Amigos...são para sempre.
Beijinhos meus kidos e até á próxima postagem.
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Eu no natal ao fazer a minha árvore
Em vez de bolas e fitas coloridas
Vou pendurar bolinhas
Com os nomes de todos os meus Amigos
os que estão longe e os que estão perto.
Os antigos e os mais recentes.
Os que vejo todos os dias e os que
raramente encontro.
Os sempre lembrados e os que, às vezes,
ficam Esquecidos.


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Os das horas difíceis e os das horas alegres.
Os que, sem querer, eu magoei ou, sem querer,
me magoaram. Aqueles que conheço profundamente
e aqueles que são conhecidos apenas pelas aparências.
Os que me devem e aqueles a quem devo muito.
Meus amigos humildes e meus amigos importantes.
Os nomes de todos os que já passaram pela minha vida.
Uma árvore de raízes muito profundas, para que
seus nomes nunca sejam arrancados do meu coração.
De ramos extensos, para que novos nomes, vindos de
todas as partes, venham se juntar aos existentes.
De sombra muito agradável para que nossa amizade
seja um momento de repouso nas lutas da vida!
Que você tenha bons nomes para
Pendurar na sua árvore!

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Dia da Imaculada Conceição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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A Igreja Católica celebra a 8 de Dezembro o dia da
Imaculada Conceição de Maria Santíssima.
É uma festa que se situa no início do ano litúrgico,
Tempo do Advento, iluminando o caminho da Igreja
rumo ao Natal do Senhor.
Imaculada Conceição é um dos importantes títulos
com que é venerada a Virgem Maria.
O dogma Imaculada Conceição de Nossa Senhora
foi proclamado pelo Papa Pio IX, em 1854,
com a bula Ineffabilis Deus, resultado da
devoção popular aliada a intervenções
papais e infindáveis debates teológicos.
Nos anos 700 esta celebração já existia no oriente.
Em 1570, Pio V publicou o novo Ofício e
em 1708 Clemente XI estendeu a festa,
tornando-a obrigatória a toda a cristandade.
Em Portugal, o culto foi oficializado por
D. João IV, filho de D. Teodósio e D. Ana Velasco,
primeiro rei da dinastia de Bragança.
Sendo um dos nossos feriados nacionais,
de extrema importância para Vila Viçosa,
uma vez que é aqui que
se encontra Nª. Sr.ª da Conceição.
Foi também em Vila Viçosa que D. João IV,
filho dedicado e obediente da Santa Igreja
e devotíssimo da Virgem da Conceição,
perante a imagem de Nossa Senhora da Conceição
ofereceu Portugal à Mãe Imaculada de Jesus,
depondo a coroa real aos pés da Rainha do Céu que,
doravante, seria também a Rainha de Portugal.
A que era somente Padroeira de Vila Viçosa
passou a ser Padroeira de Portugal.
Para além da coroação de Nossa Senhora da Conceição,
D. João IV reconhecendo a protecção
eficaz da Padroeira do Reino pela libertação
do domínio francês, criou a ordem militar
de Nossa Senhora da Conceição de Vila Viçosa.
Depois desse grande momento, os reis seus
sucessores nunca mais puseram
sobre a cabeça a coroa real.
A grande peregrinação anual ao santuário
de Vila Viçosa celebra-se a 8 de Dezembro,
solenidade da Imaculada Conceição,
Padroeira principal de Portugal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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&lt;center&gt;Que é o Natal, senão um misto de amizade e amor &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Amor repartido pela família,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
pelos amigos, todos aqueles&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
que estão connosco, &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
em todos os momentos da nossa vida,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
bons e maus, que se regozijam &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
com a nossa felicidade&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
e se entristecem com a nossa desventura.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Em suma Natal é amor,
&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;

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carinho e também tristeza&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
pelo sentimento de perda,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
ausência de entes queridos falecidos. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Amor e dor que nos transportam&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
à alegria e às lágrimas,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
à antítese da vida. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Vivamos pois, rodeados&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
de quem nos faz feliz &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
e afastados dos espíritos crueis.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Urge reproduzir o espírito de Natal &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
aos outros 11 meses do ano&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
e erradicar a pobreza e a guerra,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
senão a verdadeira,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
pelo menos a guerra interior&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
dos nossos corações. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Feliz Natal pra todos!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vão pegar os presentes de Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;
ai na lateral Kidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eu fiz com muito carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Espero que gostem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Visitem também &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;meu cantinho de Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://boasfestas-lurdeskida.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i363.photobucket.com/albums/oo71/silvasantos_2008/mimitosaosamigos/linkbflurdes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Algumas muitas vezes olho para a tela &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do meu pc , e fico imaginando... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quem? realmente estará do lado de lá?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quero acreditar que é alguém, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que mesmo "virtual" é real, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(porque anjos não sabem teclar)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que se tocar o meu coração &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o fará com cuidado &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para não me machucar, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque posso ser sensível... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque talvez eu possa vir a dizer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o que realmente penso ou sinto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque posso precisar desse alguém  tanto &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ou mais do que ele precise de mim... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Não me deixe magoá-lo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E se isso acontecer algum dia, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Por favor diga-me,porque posso &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ter magoado sem querer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quero acreditar que faço alguém feliz aqui... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas se por acaso não acontecer assim, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;não me ignore... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;não me faça sentir pior &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do que talvez eu já me sinta &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;apenas tente que eu compreenda...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Se eu tiver erros, diga-me quais são &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para que eu também possa dizer os seus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Não me importa se você tem câmera, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se te vejo ou se te escuto... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;não faz diferença como você é fisicamente, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nem a sua idade, nem seu estado civil, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Só quero me sentir alguém especial &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para você e fazer com que você se sinta &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sempre especial para mim!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijinhos carinhoso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para todos meus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amigos Virtuais!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/cumprimentos/?action=view&amp;amp;current=urso.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/cumprimentos/urso.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



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Tou colocando alguns presentes 
que tenho recebido
o meu muito obrigado 
pelo carinho kidas 
e por favor...
quero que vão também
á minha sala pegar os meus mimos
de Natal e Ano novo para vocês
Feitos com muito carinho.
Beijocas

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Os amigos são como a poesia,
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Por vezes tristeza, lagrimas, amargura,
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Outras vezes sorrisos de alegria.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
São versos de amor, ventura e desventura.

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Não só o Amor é louco,
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Também o é a Amizade,
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Tal como a poesia tem de amor um pouco,
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Um pouco de mentira, um pouco de verdade.

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Tudo isso é a Amizade.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um poema de várias cores
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E ter um amigo de verdade,

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É ser poesia que fala de amores,
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De aventura, tristeza, saudade,
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É ser poema repleto de flores!

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Recebi este prémio do meu amigo Mário&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Obrigado Kido pela lembrança!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;



Tenho que dizer as 7 coisas que amo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
e repassar o prémio a 7 blogs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Então cá vai...
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

As 7 coisas que amo:

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Meu Filho

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Meu Marido

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Minha família

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Meus Amigos
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Minha cachorrinha

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A Vida &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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O Mar

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Os 7 blogs que vou dar o prémio
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&lt;a href="http://poesiasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://poesiasoriginais.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://amantemp3.zip.net/"&gt;http://amantemp3.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://brincandocomarte.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://brincandocomarte.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://sammyraborboleteando.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sammyraborboleteando.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://jorgeferrorosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jorgeferrorosa.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://chamasdapaixao.zip.net/"&gt;http://chamasdapaixao.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://maryjeco.zip.net/"&gt;http://maryjeco.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s398.photobucket.com/albums/pp68/lurdessonia/coisas%20novas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0771.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i398.photobucket.com/albums/pp68/lurdessonia/coisas%20novas/0771.gif" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-3758718574437137954?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3758718574437137954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=3758718574437137954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/3758718574437137954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/3758718574437137954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/11/soneto-aos-amigos_23.html' title='Soneto aos amigos'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-6297389484011951835</id><published>2008-11-11T13:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:50:18.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de São Martinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




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Queridas,hoje como é Dia de São Martinho
Não podia de lhe deixar aqui uma homenagem
e um miminho para assinalar este dia.
Beijinhos e levem o miminho á vontade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seu Mimo!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;O Homem das Castanhas&lt;/span&gt;
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Na Praça da Figueira,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ou no Jardim da Estrela,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Num fogareiro aceso é que ele arde.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ao canto do Outono, à esquina do Inverno,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
O homem das castanhas é eterno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Não tem eira nem beira, nem guarida,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
E apregoa como um desafio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É um cartucho pardo a sua vida,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
E, se não mata a fome, mata o frio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um carro que se empurra,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Um chapéu esburacado,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
No peito uma castanha que não arde.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Tem a chuva nos olhos e tem o ar cansado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
O homem que apregoa ao fim da tarde.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ao pé dum candeeiro acaba o dia,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Voz rouca com o travo da pobreza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Apregoa pedaços de alegria,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
E à noite vai dormir com a tristeza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem quer quentes e boas, quentinhas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A estalarem cinzentas, na brasa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem quer quentes e boas, quentinhas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem compra leva mais calor p'ra casa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A mágoa que transporta a miséria ambulante,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Passeia na cidade o dia inteiro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É como se empurrasse o Outono diante;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É como se empurrasse o nevoeiro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem sabe a desventura do seu fado?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem olha para o homem das castanhas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Nunca ninguém pensou que ali ao lado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ardem no fogareiro dores tamanhas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem quer quentes e boas, quentinhas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A estalarem cinzentas, na brasa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem quer quentes e boas, quentinhas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Quem compra leva mais amor p'ra casa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

José Carlos Ary dos Santos



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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Presentes que tenho ganhado das
minhas amigas do coração
Muito obrigada a todas e vão pegar
os meus,na sala dos presentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;!--Começo ---&gt; 
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&lt;!--Fim ---&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Necessitamos de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Uma borracha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para apagar de nossa história tudo que nos desagrada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Um sabonete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para retirar as marcas das máscaras que usamos no dia-a-dia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;tesoura&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para cortar tudo aquilo que nos impede de crescer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Um pássaro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que nos ensine a voar alto e cantar com liberdade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Um jarro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para conservar o carinho e amadurecer o amor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Um frasco transparente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para conservar os sorrisos. Sem tampa, para escutar o alegre som.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lentes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;corretoras da visão da vida,que nos permitam enxergar, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com amor, o próximo e a natureza.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Um esquilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que nos mostre como galgar os ramos da árvore da sabedoria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Agulhas grandes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para tecer sonhos e ilusões.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Um cofre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para guardar as lembranças construtivas e edificantes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Um zipper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que permita abrir a mente quando se deseja encontrar respostas, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;outro para fechar nossa bôca quando for necessário, e outro para abrir nosso coração.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Um relógio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para mostrar que é sempre hora de amar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um rebobinador de filmes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para recordar os momentos mais felizes de nossas vidas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sapatos da moral e da ética,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para pisarmos com firmeza e segurança por onde quer que formos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Uma balança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para pesar tudo que é vivido e experimentado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Um espelho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para admirar uma das obras mais perfeitas de Deus...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nós mesmos!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/cumprimentos/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5-2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/cumprimentos/5-2.gif" width="350" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-831229944023297604?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/831229944023297604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=831229944023297604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/831229944023297604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/831229944023297604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/11/necessitamos.html' title='Necessitamos...'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-647021584180445769</id><published>2008-10-31T14:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:11:45.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comemorando o Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




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O Halloween é uma festa comemorativa celebrada todo ano no dia 31 de outubro, véspera do dia de Todos os Santos. Ela é realizada em grande parte dos países ocidentais, porém é mais representativa nos Estados Unidos. Neste país, levada pelos imigrantes irlandeses, ela chegou em meados do século XIX.


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A história desta data comemorativa tem mais de 2500 anos. Surgiu entre o povo celta, que acreditavam que no último dia do verão (31 de outubro), os espíritos saiam dos cemitérios para tomar posse dos corpos dos vivos. Para assustar estes fantasmas, os celtas colocavam, nas casas, objetos assustadores como, por exemplo, caveiras, ossos decorados, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;abóboras enfeitadas entre outros.
Por ser uma festa pagã foi condenada na Europa durante a Idade Média, quando passou a ser chamada de Dia das Bruxas. Aqueles que comemoravam esta data eram perseguidos e condenados à fogueira pela Inquisição.
Com o objetivo de diminuir as influências pagãs na Europa Medieval, a Igreja cristianizou a festa, criando o Dia de Finados (2 de novembro). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Esta festa, por estar relacionada em sua origem à morte, resgata elementos e figuras assustadoras. São símbolos comuns desta festa: fantasmas, bruxas, zumbis, caveiras, monstros, gatos negros e até personagens como Drácula e Frankestein.
As crianças também participam desta festa. Com a ajuda dos pais, usam fantasias assustadoras e partem de porta em porta na vizinhança, onde soltam a frase “doçura ou travessura”. Felizes, terminam a noite do 31 de outubro, com sacos cheios de guloseimas, balas, chocolates e doces. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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No Brasil a comemoração desta data é recente. Chegou ao nosso país através da grande influência da cultura americana, principalmente vinda pela televisão. Os cursos de língua inglesa também colaboram para a propagação da festa em território nacional, pois valorização e comemoram esta data com seus alunos: uma forma de vivenciar com os estudantes a cultura norte-americana.
Muitos brasileiros defendem que a data nada tem a ver com nossa cultura e, portanto, deveria ser deixada de lado. Argumentam que o Brasil tem um rico folclore que deveria ser mais valorizado.
Para tanto, foi criado pelo governo, em 2005, o Dia do Saci (comemorado também em 31 de outubro).
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Amigos verdadeiros,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
são para sempre porque... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
não importa a distância,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
no coração estarão sempre perto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
não importam as diferenças,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
no coração sempre terão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
um ponto de acordo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
não importam as brigas,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
no coração sempre haverá&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
lugar para o perdão.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
não importam circunstâncias,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
sempre haverá um ombro para chorar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
mãos para ajudar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
olhos para ver e&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
chorar de alegria e dor,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
bocas para expressar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
as verdades e sorrir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Amigos, verdadeiros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
são para sempre, porque&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
quando dois corações se unem,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
formando um só,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Deus manifesta-se ai,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
através do amor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
e o amor é mais forte que a morte,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
é benigno, paciente,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
tudo sofre, crê, supera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
não se acaba,nem se ensoberbece,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
apenas ...ama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Sejam felizes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Meus kidos Amigos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Do coração!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-7590954906046751818?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7590954906046751818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=7590954906046751818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7590954906046751818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7590954906046751818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-2764286714689156251</id><published>2008-10-20T20:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:59:20.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bençãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cumprimente as pessoas;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Amizade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Deseje à cada um o melhor;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Sinceridade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Programe o seu dia, a sua semana;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Acção!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Acredite que tudo dará certo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Fé!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Faça tudo com alegria;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Entusiasmo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Dê o melhor de si;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Perfeição!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ajude a quem precisa;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Doação!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Compreenda que nem todos são como você;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Tolerância!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Receba as bênçãos com gratidão;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Isso se chama Humildade!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guerreira23wr2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/guerreira23wr2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/boa+semana" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Boa Semana Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z156/Kelenn/Boa%20Semana/untitled-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meninas olhem só que chique,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sou Destaque no blog da minha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amiga Jan, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BettyBoop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obrigada linda!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cliquem no link e visitem ela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tem lay novinho em folha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijos lindas!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bettyss.zip.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk159/pucca_1959/bettyboo/lurdeskida.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-2954547950600080731?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2954547950600080731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=2954547950600080731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/2954547950600080731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/2954547950600080731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/destaque.html' title='Destaque'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-743164786602453155</id><published>2008-10-15T20:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:15:28.067+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexão...'/><title type='text'>Ainda tomaremos um café juntos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;



&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ainda tomaremos um café juntos...
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Um professor, diante da sua turma, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sem dizer uma só palavra, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pegou num pote de vidro (grande e vazio) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e começou a enchê-lo com bolas de golfe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Em seguida, perguntou aos seus alunos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se o frasco estava cheio e, imediatamente, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;todos disseram que sim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O professor pegou, então, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;numa caixa de berlindes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e esvaziou-a dentro do pote.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Os berlindes encheram todos os espaços &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;vazios entre as bolas de golfe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O professor voltou a perguntar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se o frasco estava cheio &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e voltou a ouvir dos seus alunos que sim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Em seguida, pegou numa caixa de areia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e esvaziou-a dentro do pote.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A areia preencheu os espaços vazios &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que ainda restavam e ele perguntou &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;novamente aos alunos, que responderam &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que o pote estava, agora, cheio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Então, o professor pegou numa chávena &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;de café (líquido) e derramou-o sobre o pote, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;humedecendo a areia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Os estudantes riam da situação, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;quando o professor disse:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Quero que entendam que o pote de vidro &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;representa as nossas vidas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As bolas de golfe são os elementos mais importantes, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;como a família e os amigos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seria com elas que as nossas vidas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estariam cheias e repletas de felicidade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Os berlindes são as outras coisas que importam: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o trabalho, a casa, o carro,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A areia representa todos as pequenas coisas…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas se tivéssemos colocado a areia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;em primeiro lugar no frasco, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;não haveria espaço para as bolas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;de golfe e para os berlindes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O mesmo acontece nas nossas vidas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Se gastamos todo o nosso tempo e energia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com as pequenas coisas nunca teremos lugar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para as coisas realmente importantes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prestem atenção às coisas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que são primordiais para a vossa felicidade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brinquem com os filhos, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saiam para se divertir com a família &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e com os amigos, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dediquem um pouco de tempo a vocês mesmos…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Procurem o conhecimento, estudem, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pratiquem o vosso desporto favorito…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sempre haverá tempo para as outras coisas,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas ocupem-se das bolas de golfe em primeiro lugar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O resto é apenas areia."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Um aluno levantou-se e perguntou &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o que representava o café.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O professor respondeu:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Que bom teres-me feito essa pergunta, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pois o café serve apenas para demonstrar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que não importa quão ocupada &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;esteja a nossa vida, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sempre haverá lugar para &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tomar um café com um amigo".
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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Queridas não podia deixar de vir deixar um poema &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alusivo ao dia da criança assim como um miminho &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que fiz com todo o prazer e vos ofereço de coração.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ser Criança...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Ser criança &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Não é somente ter pouca idade
E sim esquecer a idade física
A nossa verdadeira idade está na mente
É o que se sente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Ser criança
É perseguir a felicidade
Sem se importar com a idade.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É esquecer um pouco das responsabilidades
Sem contudo ser irresponsável.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É viver intensamente o presente
Não viver condicionado ao futuro
Nem ruminando o passado
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É amar intensamente
E viver essa paixão sem precedentes
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
É sempre sorrir
Sempre estar aberto para o novo
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ser criança
É nascer de novo a cada dia...

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 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leve seu Presentinho!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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Hoje tou vindo postar rapidinho e vou deixar um texto que tenho a certeza todos conhecessem mas que devemos sempre ler e reflectir e aprender com ele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijos meus Anjos

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Uma noite tive um sonho...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Sonhei que andava a passear na praia com o Senhor, e, no firmamento, passavam cenas da minha vida. Após cada cena que passava, percebi que ficavam dois pares de pegadas na areia: umas as minhas e as outras eram do Senhor.
Quando a última cena da minha vida passou diante de nós, olhei para trás, para as pegadas na areia e notei que muitas vezes, no caminho da minha vida, havia apenas um par de pegadas na areia.
Notei também que isso aconteceu nos momentos mais difíceis e angustiosos do meu viver.Isso aborreceu-me deveras e perguntei então ao meu Senhor:
- Senhor: Tu disseste-me que, uma vez que resolvi seguir-Te, Tu andarias sempre comigo, em todos os caminhos. Contudo, notei que durante as maiores tribulações do meu viver, havia apenas um par de pegadas na areia. Não compreendo porque é que, nas horas em que eu mais precisava de Ti, Tu me deixaste sozinha.
O Senhor respondeu-me:
- Minha querida filha, jamais te deixaria nas horas de prova e de sofrimento. Quando viste na areia, apenas um par de pegadas, eram as minhas. Foi exactamente nesses momentos que eu andei contigo ao colo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/?action=view&amp;amp;current=trtrt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/trtrt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

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Meninas tudo bem?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Espero que sim hoje eu vim postar um poema &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para os idosos porque o dia 1 de Outubro &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;é o dia do idoso e eles merecem todo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;o nosso carinho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Lisi%20Martin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kinder-ts-06.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Lisi%20Martin/kinder-ts-06.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Avós Queridos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Sentada,no cadeirão, a um cantinho!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seu companheiro, esperava em vão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Já não era,o mesmo lar, quentinho!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vivia triste,e de solídão.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Mas por ele continuou, esperando&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Porque seu coração, não o esquecia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Com ele ía sonhando!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Porque precisava, de sua companhia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Ao ver e ouvir,este lindo casal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E que um grande, Amor, os unia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Deus não lhes levou a mal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Juntos ficaram, em sua companhia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Agora, junto a Deus continuam felizes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Porque assim,foi a sua vontade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Numa infinita luz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Iluminando todos os seus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Num gesto de carinho. e saudade!



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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;Vim colocar os presentes que recebi esta semana e Desejar-lhes um excelente Final de Semana meus Amores!!!


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&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bom dia minhas lindas o tempo hoje por aqui não tá nada bom, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tá de chuva e arrefeceu um pouco.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Para os meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Para os meus amigos que estão &lt;strong&gt;SOLTEIROS.&lt;/strong&gt;
O amor é como uma borboleta, por mais &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que tente pegá-la, ela fugirá.
Mas quando menos esperar, ela estará ali, do seu lado.
O amor pode te fazer feliz, mas, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;às vezes, também pode te ferir.
Mas o amor será especial apenas quando &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;você tiver o objectivo de se dar somente a um alguém &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que seja realmente valioso.
Por isso, aproveite o tempo livre para escolher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Para os meus amigos &lt;strong&gt;NÃO SOLTEIROS.&lt;/strong&gt;
Amor não é se envolver com a "pessoa perfeita", &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aquela dos nossos sonhos.
Não existem príncipes nem princesas...
Encare a outra pessoa de forma sincera e real, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;exaltando suas qualidades, mas, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sabendo também de seus defeitos.
O amor só é lindo, quando encontramos alguém &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que nos transforme no melhor que podemos ser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Para os meus amigos que gostam de &lt;strong&gt;NAMORAR.&lt;/strong&gt;
Nunca diga "te amo" se não te interessa.
Nunca fale sobre sentimentos, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se estes não existem.
Nunca toque numa vida, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se não pretende romper um coração.
Nunca olhe nos olhos de alguém, se não quiser vê-lo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se derramar em lágrimas por causa de ti.
A coisa mais cruel que alguém pode fazer é permitir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que alguém se apaixone por você, quando &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;você não pretende fazer o mesmo... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Para os meus amigos &lt;strong&gt;CASADOS.&lt;/strong&gt;
O amor não te faz dizer "a culpa é", &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas te faz dizer "me perdoe".
Compreender o outro, tentar sentir a diferença, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se colocar no seu lugar.
Diz o ditado que um casal feliz é aquele feito de dois bons perdoadores.
A verdadeira medida de compatibilidade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;não são os anos que passaram juntos, mas sim o quanto nesses anos, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;vocês foram bons um para o outro. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Para os meus amigos que têm um &lt;strong&gt;CORAÇÃO PARTIDO.&lt;/strong&gt;
Um coração assim dura o tempo que você deseje que ele dure, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e ele lastimará o tempo que você permitir.
Um coração partido sente saudades, imagina como seria bom, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas não permita que ele chore para sempre.
Permita-se rir e conhecer outros corações.
Aprenda a viver, aprenda a amar as pessoas com solidariedade, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aprenda a fazer coisas boas, aprenda a ajudar a própria vida.
A dor de um coração partido é inevitável, mas o sofrimento é opcional.
E lembre-se: é melhor ver alguém que você ama feliz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com outra pessoa, do que vê-la infeliz ao seu lado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-7035804703962555784?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7035804703962555784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=7035804703962555784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7035804703962555784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7035804703962555784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/para-os-meus-amigos.html' title='Para os meus Amigos'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-1802494768976156903</id><published>2008-09-21T14:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:10:28.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas da vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;


&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Coisas da Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Já perdi um amor por escondê - lo...
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Já segurei nas mãos de alguém por estar com medo,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já tive tanto medo, ao ponto de nem sentir minhas mãos.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já expulsei pessoas que amava de minha vida,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;

Já me arrependi por isso...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já fui dormir tão feliz,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos...
&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Já acreditei em amores perfeitos,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já descobri que eles não existem...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02029.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já amei pessoas que me decepcionaram,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já decepcionei pessoas que me amaram...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já passei horas na frente do espelho&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Tentando descobrir quem sou,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Já tive tanta certeza de mim,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Ao ponto de querer sumir...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já menti e me arrependi depois,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já falei a verdade &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

E também me arrependi...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já fingi não dar importância a pessoas que amava,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Para mais tarde chorar quieto em meu canto...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já sorri chorando lágrimas de tristeza,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=minis20hello20kitty20397.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já chorei de tanto rir...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já acreditei em pessoas que não valiam a pena,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já deixei de acreditar nas que realmente valiam... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já tive crises de riso quando não podia...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Muitas vezes deixei de falar o que penso para agradar uns,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Outras vezes falei o que não pensava para magoar outros..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já fingi ser o que não sou para agradar uns,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já fingi ser o que não sou para desagradar outros...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já senti muita falta de alguém,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Mas nunca lhe disse...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já gritei quando deveria calar,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já calei quando deveria gritar...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Já contei piadas e mais piadas sem graça,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Apenas para ver um amigo mais feliz...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não me mostre o que esperam de mim,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Porque vou seguir meu coração!...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não me façam ser o que eu não sou,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não me convidem a ser igual,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Porque sinceramente sou diferente!...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não sei amar pela metade,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não sei viver de mentiras,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não sei voar com os pés no chão...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Sou sempre eu mesma,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Mas com certeza não serei a &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/miniaturas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=domesticos20cutes2050.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

mesma para sempre!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Forever%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=354490nsub6o8mn4.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Forever%20friends/354490nsub6o8mn4.gif" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Forever%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=etrtrty-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Forever%20friends/etrtrty-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Amigas ,tudo bem?Hoje vim postar para vos deixar o convite para o batizo de um blog que eu tenho em comum com uma Amiga e que vai fazer seu batizo no dia 20 de Setembro.Estão todos convidados,não faltem!!!Vou deixar o convite aqui para pegar o código clique na imagem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O Link do blog &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;http://anjinhosediabinhos.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=convite2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/convite2.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



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Amigos são '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;',
cada qual com seu matiz, e um jeito sempre muito marcante.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;':
é aquele que em tudo ressalta a beleza da Vida
e põe esperança nela.
Ele nos ergue!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azul'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:
ele sempre traz palavras de paz e de serenidade,
dando-nos a impressão, ao ouvi-lo, de que estamos
em contacto directo com o céu ou com o profundo azul do mar.
Ele nos eleva!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;amarela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;':
ele nos aquece, assim como o sol;
faz-nos rir, sorrir e enxergar o amarelo brilho das estrelas
bem ao alcance das nossas mãos.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vermelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;':
é aquele que domina as regras de viver,
é como nosso sangue.
Ele acusa perigos, mas nunca nos abala a coragem.
É pródigo em palavras apaixonadas e repletas de caloroso amor.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;laranja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;':
ele nos traz a sensação de vigor, saúde,
enriquece nosso espírito com energias
que são verdadeiras vitaminas para o nosso crescimento.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cinza'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:
ele nos ensina o silêncio, a internalização e o auto-conhecimento.
É um instrutor a pensamentos e reflexões.
Ajuda-nos a nos aprofundarmos em nós mesmos.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;roxa'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:
ele traz à tona nossa essência majestosa, como a dos reis
e dos magos. Suas palavras têm nobreza, autoridade e sabedoria.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
Há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;preta&lt;/strong&gt;':
ele é mestre em mostrar nosso lado mais obscuro,
com palavras geralmente duras, atinge-nos sem 'anestesia'
e, com boas intenções, leva-nos a melhor considerar
nossas atitudes perante a vida. ...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/hearts/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/Laurenxlaugh/hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
E há o Amigo 'cor &lt;strong&gt;branca&lt;/strong&gt;':
esse nos revela verdades nascidas da vivência
e da incorporação de conhecimentos.
Ele nos prova que, não só ele, mas também todos os outros,
têm verdades aprendidas para partilhar connosco.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/amizade/thalitatammy/Amizade.gif?o=101" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg15/thalitatammy/Amizade.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Se reunirmos a todos num Grande Encontro,
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- Gosto de andar de mão dada na rua.
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- Gosto do Mar.
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- Gosto dos meus amigos.
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- Gosto das estrelas.
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- Gosto de acordar com um beijo.
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- Gosto de chegar a casa e relaxar.
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- Gosto de chocolate.
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- Gosto de rir.
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- Gosto de flores.
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- Gosto de pessoas interessantes.
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- Gosto de sonhar.
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- Gosto de pontualidade.
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- Gosto de cinema.
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- Gosto de caipirinha.
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- Gosto de Licor Beirão.
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- Gosto de estar cheirosa.
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- Gosto de beijar.
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- Gosto de jantar à luz das velas.
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- Gosto dos meus blogs.
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- Gosto do meu pc.
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- Gosto de mimos.
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- Gosto que me olhem nos olhos.
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- Gosto do nascer do Sol.
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- Gosto de gomas.
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- Gosto da minha cadelinha.
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- Gosto de rosas e orquídeas.
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- Gosto de trocar ideias.
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- Gosto de sms.
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- Gosto de ler.
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- Gosto do riso dos bebés.
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- Gosto de petiscos em tascas.
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- Gosto de acordar com o meu amor.
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- Gosto de beijos envolventes.
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- Gosto de velas e incenso.
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- Gosto do azul do céu.
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-Gosto da Vida.
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-Gosto acima de tudo do meu Filho!!!
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A vida é um caminho que percorremos só caminhamos para a frente.
As coisas vão acontecendo, nós, sem percebermos, caminhamos, e nem olhamos para os lados, muitas vezes nem levantamos a cabeça para os céus, então caímos muitas vezes, sorrimos, choramos, ficamos surpresos até com nossas próprias reacções.
Durante a caminhada, muita reflexão, oração, encontros com nosso pai maior.
Para tudo existe uma explicação.
Vamos superar tudo o que está no nosso caminho.
O amanhã será a consequência do hoje.
Assim vamos.
O hoje, deve ser bem vivido, para que o amanhã, não seja um desperdício do hoje.
Tudo o que plantarmos iremos colher.
Sementes de flores, um jardim florido colorido, harmônico.Irá distribuir alegria.
Se plantarmos a amizade, o amor, compreensão, a paz e a união, teremos uma caminhada cheia de bons frutos.
Cuide seu dia, você é responsável por tudo.

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meme Cinema Music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Recebi da minha kida Pri &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://pris-moments.zip.net/"&gt;http://pris-moments.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Adorei!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
A brincadeira consiste em vocês escolherem &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 filmes da vossa preferência, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 músicas e escolher &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 amigas apaixonadas por cinema e música &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para receber o selinho que está no post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filmes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1- Dirty Dancing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2- Cidade dos Anjos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3-Á Espera de um Milagre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4- Favores em Cadeia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5- Orgulho e Preconceito&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Músicas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
1 - Alexandre Pires – Você não sabe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 – André Sardet – Foi Feitiço&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3 –Timbaland- Is too late to Apolegize&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4- Because you love me - Celine Dion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5- Sem Ar – D´ Black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indicados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
Sónia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cristina &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Margarida &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vini &amp;amp; Nizi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-6843414064727108545?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6843414064727108545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=6843414064727108545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/6843414064727108545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/6843414064727108545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/nossa-vida.html' title='A nossa vida'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-5256327799248591527</id><published>2008-09-04T21:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:52:56.845+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendi que...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;

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&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oii meninas tudo bem? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tenho andado ocupada com um projecto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;por isso não tenho vindo postar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sentiram minha falta?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rsrsrs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu senti por isso deixo esta frase &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para todos os meus amigos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Mensagens/?action=view&amp;amp;current=poemaskapea.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/Mensagens/poemaskapea.jpg" width="276" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/16-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-5256327799248591527?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5256327799248591527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=5256327799248591527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/5256327799248591527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/5256327799248591527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/aprendi-que.html' title='Aprendi que...'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-7365480937862409352</id><published>2008-08-31T23:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:03:22.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu te tornas responsável...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;


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É isso mesmo meninas vamos correr
atrás dos nossos objectivos,afinal...
são eles que nos dão forças para nos
levantarmos todos os dias!
Tou muito contente,sou destaque
no bloguinho da Bianca.

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Valeu querida, muito obrigada.
Este miminho é para ti,espero que gostes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;


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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

Hoje deixo uma frase que eu adoro &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29350643-7365480937862409352?l=coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7365480937862409352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29350643&amp;postID=7365480937862409352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7365480937862409352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29350643/posts/default/7365480937862409352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coisasdalurdinhas.blogspot.com/2008/08/tu-te-tornas-responsvel.html' title='Tu te tornas responsável...'/><author><name>lurdeskida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01013805371297284194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5FLtQGD-cn8/TJ5staS4JzI/AAAAAAAACKk/4Vf7BG8wsy0/S220/eu.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/th_ursinho020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29350643.post-7529457750463252621</id><published>2008-08-25T16:54:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:23:14.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero ser...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Forever%20friends/ursinho020.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/Msn/emotions_gratis_313.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;




&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bom Dia Alegria!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tenho tantas novidades &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que nem sei por onde começar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Primeiro vou agradecer os convites,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Awards e presentes que me ofereceram!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=l90.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/l90.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu Adorei tudo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Muito obrigada,de coração!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/misturada/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fc3Blembrancinha.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/misturada/fc3Blembrancinha.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://s326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/misturada/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fc3Bregistro.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i326.photobucket.com/albums/k406/irissonhadora/misturada/fc3Bregistro.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=convitebettyboo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/convitebettyboo.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/?action=view&amp;amp;current=culinariaejan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/culinariaejan.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Agora vou contar as novidades!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tenho um blog novo e o meu blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vamos Falar de Amor tem um lay novo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lindissímo,e, tenho que agradecer à minha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GRANDE AMIGA JAN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;porque sem ela nada disto seria possível&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cc017.gif"width="196" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/cc017.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vou deixar aqui os links para irem dar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;uma olhadinha e ver que show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esse é o novo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://devaneiosnanoite.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://devaneiosnanoite.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esse é o que tem o lay novo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lurdeskida-vamosfalardeamor.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lurdeskida-vamosfalardeamor.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vão ver kidas e digam o que acharam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijinhos e fiquem com este miminho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cc036.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/cc036.gif" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu quero ser...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
LUAR....
Para brilhar na noite dos amores incompreendidos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
SILÊNCIO...
Para fazer calar as vozes que atordoam o coração&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;

AMANHECER...
Para fazer um dia a mais de felicidade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
LUZ...
Para os que vivem na escuridão &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
NOITE...
Para acalentar os que lutam durante o dia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
VIDA...
Para fazer nascer os que estão morrendo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
LÁGRIMA...
Para fazer chorar os corações insensíveis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
SORRISO...
Para encantar os lábios dos amargurados&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s523.photobucket.com/albums/w359/lurdesguerreiro/Gifts/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fan96.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9buttonstar3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/cute%20colors/9buttonstar3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
AMOR...
Para unir as pessoas...
e lhes dizer que sou apenas uma delas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/bichinhos%20fofos/CUMPRIMENTOS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=018.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="POST" src="http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll116/lurdeskida/bichinhos%20fofos/CUMPRIMENTOS/018.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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Gosto muito deste texto, por isso vou colocá-lo aqui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dedico-o a todas as mães,nós merecemos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;
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"Antes de ser mãe, eu fazia e comia os alimentos ainda quentes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu não tinha roupas manchadas, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tinha calmas conversas ao telefone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Antes de ser mãe, eu dormia o quanto queria, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nunca me preocupava com a hora de ir para a cama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu não me esquecia de escovar os cabelos e os dentes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Antes de ser mãe, eu limpava a casa o dia todo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eu não tropeçava em brinquedos e nem pensava em canções de nanar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Antes de ser mãe, eu não me preocupava &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;se as minhas plantas eram venenosas ou não. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Imunizações e vacinas então, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;eram coisas em que eu nem pensava.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Antes de ser mãe, ninguém vomitou nem fez xixi em mim, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nem me beliscou sem nenhum cuidado, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com dedinhos de unhas finas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&g
