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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