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I pass the witness, Your questions and I answer:

Gara's blog "Riding the sky "

******** *********** And

Maria del blog " was passing by"

How many questions you can answer intelligently?
You tell me ...

Any questions?
do not waste my time ...

A certainty?
That exist!

A color?
Spring ...

A wish?
you understand by the means of communication between men, regardless of race, religion or social reason ...

Any virtue?
solid ground, and set our sights on a distant point on the horizon

A sentence?
not want the evil of others, are polite and do not you stay on the road ...

A dream
That understanding and cordiality between the men in moderation is universal.


Flaw Being my own criticism.

What does it mean for you a blank?
A journey in time, a beginning or an end ...

Do you write out of necessity or a hobby?
First out of necessity and affection today by my friends .. commendable

Do you put music on your blog?
Always!

're an emotional person
Yes, something outside the normal calling area.

If you had to have a single feeling What would it be?
The same that has guided me here.

A Question?
There are questions that often have no answer ...

"If you wanted something that would they be?
May the joy and warmth, trying to reign in every home.

When you write you feel?
The feeling of sharing something with others own

Are you a believer?
If

If you were not a believer that believe?
As I am not I fail to know.

you expect from life?
Keep watching sunrise until God has

have a blog Why?
The blog was created to meet overwhelmed hours of solitude and tears for many hours of unpredictable weather, which belongs to the past six months. Today, barely any hours to continue it I know I should not and I can not let it seem so many kindred spirits who are now wonderful friend @ s @ s, I reached out and gave me your wings to freedom was an achievement for four years, until the day ...


think you're a person who recognizes your worth
As well yes I

love What do you expect? From love
not wait ...
just delivered ...

What would you ask of life?
cohabitation is a color palette where peace, love and tolerance.

do not know if I acted wisely or not, but what if it is true that I have been guided by feelings.
I leave, my thanks to Gara and Mary for thinking of this blog has given me so much satisfaction ...

Continuing with the established order to comply with the rules, pass the baton to the seven following blogs:

Rosamaria's blog = Pruno Terra - Bruna

Amber's blog = Thoughts of Amber

Smurf's blog = Smurf

Alba's blog Andri = The clerk butterfly

Barbara's blog = is only love ...

Amparo's blog = Amparo's Blog

Teresa's blog = A blogger +

World Blogger

blogger sentiment

These two pearls of love blogger the finished receiving my dear friend Naomi's blog "Let me a poem " if not and you feel like you carry yours are!

I love you!

The cat flirt.

Older Women In Panty Girdles

I answer questions and screens are not dead bodies ... Ye gallant

About we really ...?

Hi my cat, my blog is something very special for you, is made with all my love goes to see it kisses Smurf. Hello

very good morning, and as illustrated at the top of today's post I wanted to tell you of one thing, they actually called me to attention, is that since I opened the blog for the first time, truth be told is that every day I'm more intrigued, not because they want to pry or be a "gossip" of the lives of others, but then I explain.

turns out that most faithful followers, I have e taken as an example a few avatar (and mostly, asking permission first before so I was not angry with anyone) And I do not mean that only are these the ones I follow that are not unique, but are falling daily, and leave me Always have comments, affectionate, which I always appreciate all that follow me, you do a great effort to know me and my little adventures and sometimes I write my little crazy.

And as I said is that there are a few that I will appoint to know them a little better, but only put the first name that is almost always the same with your blog, it is worth going.

My dear friend, M del Carmen:

Ladies and gentlemen I want, introduce you to a genuine poet (at least for me) because I discovered her when I did not know that would make me dream of his poems and his poems have the delicacy of a soft pink The sweetness and warmth of a shy autumn afternoon, and the truth is that it is a delight to talk to her, I imagine, a married woman, aged for me is the best I think, in a mature age I do not mean to be old, in an age that life had to take time to ripen, and be at their best exact fullness and beauty, both intellectual and, as regards feeling as physically not as it is, but looking at the bottom your heart I can say it is very beautiful, so is my friend M del Carmen. Smurf




My dear Smurf, you know that when you warned me of this post I present today here s my friends, I approached and stayed uffffff did not know that choosing to leave that to return more serene by emotion received, to thank you for putting your eyes in my direction ...

The truth is that a poet almost feel ashamed that I classify as such, total equity of reality, I just pretend that around me there is a concert of words where there is no the difficulty in understanding, and friendliness is the quintessential card, leaving the way a smile of affection to whoever wants to receive ...

What struck me most is the success you have achieved in other things coming to steal a tear, to see how inert behind a screen may be a direct contact to be able to make a radriografía the interior, stripping the soul of the people with whom we share the day. We welcome this Smurf!

And I have to add that at that moment I decided to send a photo for you to have the profile to a more detailed of me through the image.

A big hug for you, wanting you to continue with that philosophy to analyze and interpret through the words, makes me feel when I go home to your kind that I have a true friend to me across the monitor I like and appreciate.

María del Carmen.

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toddlers and ...




Dear Friend your say and I appreciate your timely words in these instances mine.

I'm glad that everything goes better with wonderful in your current time, and I was comforted the soul that travels, on way to Asturias!, as you know in my second home.

For when you walk on those dollars, I only ask you to deposit it my love and thanks to that city under the grandmother who has lavished on me, and if you greet the Virgin of Covadonga ask her for me that I never leave, on condition that not much weight to carry on such a trip!

disfrutamdo To follow these innovative airs on data let you attached something, they have to like you.
know that the seals are your weakness, and I sent two to decorate your collections, and to deliver them I say:


Dove flying high
Turn in your
wings of your heart Close
a great affection,
subtle in your peak
A warm kiss,
And in your legs
be Promise,
This Toss At
foot
De Lar
Marycarmen unparalleled!
A flirtatious cat walks leaving
That
Sweetness .....
and caresses the soul
Anyone who comes close.

receive a greeting in these parts of who much you want and think you with the sincere promise of unconditional will be present beyond time and space.

Marycarmen
walking the horizon ...


again I receive the satisfaction of knowing you are a true friendship that lavish indefinitely.

The two stamps have been sent me back to your country and who are no longer ... And in return I have different ones.

When you visit a La Santina, patron saint of Asturias is going to be in a few days, you're very close to me, and in his presence, so that the unity and faith to continue lavishing touch of life ...

Thanks for the poetry you sent me, even knowing you from a while back, he always manages to surprise and excite the space so sensitive that we all have within us to not be wrapped up ... The heart hurt!

A sincere hug

María del Carmen

Off White Manga Magyar

The pink fairy land I want to see the dawn


Rose Award

My beautiful friend, have a prize in my world of fairies, I hope you spend to collect it whenever you want .

With all my love forever to you. Besos

magic my friend!

Rosana Marti

In your world of fairies and dreams I'll stop there to pick up what you have provided me as a gift for me.
know that I love the details especially when hands are so tender and poetic as yours, you always are giving me some of the feelings that live inside the soul, yours!

" Rosana in fairyland " one of his posts, is an extraordinary world ejercercitarse left to the imagination for those who are always dreaming, allowing lost between characters with different experiences, thoughts and behaviors that are able to stay and live in the depths of the pockets, forever! Talking to the privacy
still lags behind the girl that one day I was ...

I will leave you a poem which, though not written by Rosana Marti, is the one that most closely matches the content of your blog, and is called:

The cup fairy

" It was on the island of roses,
in dreamland,
where there are children laughing and swarm
butterfly?
Maybe.

In his golden cave,
with gold crowns,
there were, as a chorus
queens, all the fairies.

The prisoners have the Sylphs of light
that go with a hood
dotted with stars.

Those scarlet robes
royal look with grace,
and
that cleave the air with his silver wand. Was

day or night?

The star of mist on the tulle, blue field

flourished as a lily of alabaster.

His robe of gold the uncertain dawn had
tended.
was the time in their nest
lark all awake.

the clean glass trembled
evening dew, and was ajar

clasp spring flower.

And in that region that was
of light and fortune,
sang a hymn, a,
bird, dawn and spring.

Fairies? That troop
bright?, Delia, I said, by a strange quirk

produced a drink.

Rare, beautiful, without equal, and as pure as
beautiful
it has not drunk in her mouth
any mortal.

of a gentle lily
made the cup mild
was
powder snow and pale ivory.

And the base was formed
with a tremulous sigh,

glare sapphire crystal and light.

The cup made
thought on what it would
(which is the whole, beautiful girl,
what I tell myself).
One said:? The illusion
another said:? The beauty
another said:? The wealth
and one more: • The heart.
Queen Mab, who is discreet, the splendid
told troops:
? To be put in that cup
bliss.

And when he spoke Reina such
produjo aplausos y asombros.
Llevaba sobre sus hombros
su soberbio manto real.

Dejó caer la divina
Reina de acento sonoro,
algo como gotas de oro
de una flauta cristalina.

Ya la Reina Mab habló;
cesó su olímpico gesto,
y las hadas tanto han puesto
que la copa se llenó.

Amor, delicia, verdad,
dicha, esplendor y riqueza,
fe, poderío, belleza...
¡Toda la felicidad!...
Y esta copa se guardó
pura, sola, inmaculada.
¿Dónde?
En una isla ignorada.

¿De dónde?
I forgot! ...
Was on the islands of the roses,
in dreamland,
where there are children laughing
and swarms of butterflies?
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... .
It does not matter here because
writing to tell you
this cup, my child,
the desire for you.

Rubén Darío

I left the blog linked at the top so that you spend enjoying playing with the contents of the texts ...

This award brings with it the odd rule to be enforced, see:

1 º) Pass ten blogs of your choice ... here and we do not agree because in my world all are preferred.

2 º) - Favorite color? Salmon, and yellow sand as far ...

3 º) - Favorite book? One that I keep very good memories of her reading has been frozen heart.
Assuming that I enjoy reading, and today I am leaving another trail of moves or expands, and so on ...

4 º) - Favorite food? Pasta, rice and arguably all that comes from the sea and rivers ...

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5 º) And as I suppose, the Rose Award I'll share with all friend @ s having the taste to take it to their space as a memento of this caress that satisfies me give yourselves fully.

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A hug

* Maria del Carmen

How Do You Transfer Music From Shareaza

I got from my trip
verses Thirsty
born without time
vibrating in the breeze. Arrive

soul replete with
of voices, sounds and aromas
That gives wind
there in the mountains.

Along with many
Turquoise waters with a sky
That friend was holding its color in them.

Arrive my skirt thread
wind, silent forest. Verses

charming ... Rosario



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The Midnight Moon

I see the sun rise
in the other hemisphere.
is a mystery to me.
Am I far or near,
how much I want?


I want to see the dawn mist
with
calm in the northern autumn.

asks me my soul.


I want the moon shines as always.
If growing here,
it is there.


I want your dawn,
if you're asleep or awake
.
I want to hear from you, so near and far

friend of mine. This is


night and there is day. Why

WHY?
Why? How
why
and without melody. Estela ..................

baci

Visit the blog:
one day will grow slowly

LIGHTHOUSE The lighthouse
...
is different ...
is light ...
High and long ...

houses ...
many dreams ... Many fantasies
y. ..
many friends ...

Faro ...
Revolving ... tour ...
Leave a ray of light ...
That spreads ...
in all directions ...

And here ... Specifically
...
In this light ...
I stop ...

I stay to watch ...
And to ponder ...
Well sorry ...
That here ...

In this light ...
Complicity ...
this is it! ...

Lili Poem
Naranjo Translation by Joaquín Duarte

Visit the blog: Em Africa
poetry


These and others are some of the visitors who leave fingerprints on the tender that will splash when they arrive to this space ...

Something I can not overlook, for the refinement of the pen who can cherish the feelings of those who receive ... Saving

gleefully all the affection that is given me when I file a new entry to be returning in turn wrapped with ribbons of emerald related to the stars.

you are appreciated and loves each one of you who are going to sow the fingerprints on any of the blog to become a part of it. And for those who just leave the footprints of his eyes is enough to feel in love with the hours each day are calling me the blogs ...

Thanks for that!

The basket of roses that dominates the entrance of today, I've made with love, for anyone who wants to take to their blogs, as a reminder to be caressed by the sweet scent of their petals ...


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María del Carmen

Beauty Salon For Rent

My dear Kitty Your words have reached the bottom of my heart, because what you say is a reflection of what I've been having you by my side as a companion blog and as a true friend of those who are suddenly in a huge field of daisies where you excel in the glow that comes from within.
have taught me many things in life that although friends do not appreciate each other but love each other and share what they have without asking anything in return, my heart calls me to give you a kiss and a flower the most beautiful in your garden, for the love of the kiss further additions to the flower of eternal friendship, by chance, our paths crossed and pray that God will never be parallel ... Marta





Award sweetheart
This sweet prize I have received from my dear friend Marta appreciated and author of the blog " Alma heart and pen, with which they share a smooth long friendship, either through blogs, as more privately.

At the top I made one of the many exchanges we have on several occasions where force is reflected to emerge from its interior, in terms of appreciation and ability to care for and preserve the friendship.

is a dear soul who enjoys a great sweetness and tenderness sometimes giving all the love she needs for herself, with a heart that does not fit in the chest with a warm and beautiful it is.

is a fragile flower that will cover the fields with a veil of vehemence, that to touch her without realizing it, I hurt more than the others and robust ...

should tuck their petals to emerge with enough force to continue decorating with rich fragrance all the rooms who can appreciate its aroma ...

This heart that I almost dare to say that it is, I share with all friends @ s that they want to bring their blogs.
Your
forever!

María del Carmen

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A generous heart, I look beyond my


For my friend the Cat Coquette, this one in particular, Award for the biggest flirt.
- Gata http://lagatacoqueta.blogspot.com/

I get excited by the majestic package that provides a unique design.

I gave it to my friend Gara author of the blog "Riding the sky ", as indeed he is plying a very bright, leaving a trail without parallel anywhere in poetry because it is owner of the pen directed the beating of a loving heart, and in the gifts you receive and share with your friend @ s.

leave your blog linked to you to have the pleasure to meet and discover the harmony that permeates space.
luxury I have allowed myself without asking you to bring one of the poems fill me most about the feelings that emanate from inside, waiting to be heard ...

You in my dreams

When the moon peek
when the night lights illuminate
citywide

when the stars shine more brightly
be the ideal time to meet
.

're like a gust of wind
schools you gently
out my window and you do

tiptoeing to avoid waking
and you get between my sheets and
in doing so, my body tingles.

feel the warmth of our bodies
that the sheets
form a wonderful
prison from which no escape
we hear our language,
caresses and kisses fact
and secretly we love
no better paradise
to be in your arms.

I will look beyond my
because you are
as the last
melodious moan of pleasure.

You in my dreams. Gara



This flirtatious share it with all @ s friend to go visit them.

A hug

María del Carmen

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From the land that knows wheat


TO

SPECIAL FRIEND

From a land known for wheat, sun and meat
The farthest from the earth, caressed by the Argentine Sea
and supported by the Great Andes
I come along to my roots to tell
Asturian With my soul in his hand, just

I've decided today to take your hand

Today I took my hand to walk the path

life together
light on the horizon surely

In the calm of peace.

Today I took my hand
With the promise of being Nestled

Cradling you be you be

Drying your tears ... And take you

pasero

A happy plains
Today I took my hand in the sincere friendship
,
In the humility of my being, in the promise

given

From a living forever!
Asking God for you,
Praying to the Virgin of Covadonga
common for yesterday,
And now every step,
laughter in my own, and therefore
walking!

To celebrate this event I took

a stroll through a field of sunflowers

To imbue with its light vitamins for your soul!

then traveled to the coast and the beaches of Mar del Plata

We are on the pier and let the waves splash ourselves,

Blessed and for that we all maritime air

'll laugh and celebrate, barefoot walk among pebbles and

Caracolas, and then we sit on a rocky and a

Sunset breeze igneous and narrowed the game absorbing New

air ...

And every atom of it serves to be reborn in you what you want.

arrived at La Cordillera de los Andes and remount the sculpted slopes, we will
Hiking, and others as to climb!
Fear not I have the experience and a hands do the work and the other I have you
Look to walk a short while, we're
all creation Look at our feet! Look
colors, rows of pure spring water tip. Behold ...
Stay
contemplating this wonder ....
of my land that is now yours too.


And finally we stop the flight of the Condor avisaje Argentino.
Nothing can add to it to see him in his pride and his sublime flight planning their turns his pen to make the drafts.
I leave him alone to ask you what you want and throw it to the ears of God Himself.

I took the hand

And my own path has to continue with my hands holding
yours forever!
I hope this story and have you walk out of your routine and at least have drawn a smile on your day.
A caring friend A hug
You
Marycarmen

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My dear Marita, I not only laughed but I have enjoyed giving a beautiful journey through the vastness of your land in your company, making me feel very happy, clothing and guiding me with your hands, while lend me their angel wings that could fly sighting paradise, which we share with other earthly creatures including the Condor ...

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receiving end As I have already put to rest in the attic of dreams. When will it be released? Can be immediately or within God knows when. But I'm feeling to me, something I've always considered most important in the friendship that we have reaped over time.

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may from heaven, your grandmother Matilde was pulling the strings so they would not forget, of course not forget. But this is a signal to maintain a relationship with the air of the land that has given birth and people who feel and behave much like the way of being she took the other side of the world, Argentina. This brought the short distance that separates us from where she and I were born (is something like being in the same struggle ....)

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not want to go, because you will touch melancholy, but stating that she is weaving the yarn, leading edge for the night and day, is an unlimited way that has no space or break ...

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A pleasure to accept your presence in the home and in the past.

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Until next time!

* Maria del Carmen