The Tea Party

Steam rises from a cup of tea
and we are wrapped in history,
inhaling ancient times and lands,
comfort of ages in our hands.
-Faith Greenbowl-

Each cup of tea represents an imaginary voyage. -Catherine Douzel-

I'm sending you love and tea,
To warm your winter's day.
Think of me as you pour your cup
And all the good things we would say.
If we could be together now
Instead of miles apart,
We'd sip our teas and memories,
The sweet warmth fills the heart.
-Susan Young-

I wish we could sit down together,
And have a cup of tea,
But since we can't
When you have this one,
I hope you'll think of me.

My copper kettle whistles merrily
and signals that it is time for tea.
The fine china cups are filled with the brew.
There's lemon and sugar and sweet cream, too.
But, best of all
there's friendship, between you and me.
As we lovingly share, our afternoon tea.
-Marianna Arolin-

I had a little tea party
This afternoon at three.
'Twas very small-
Three guest in all-
Just I, myself and me.
Myself ate all the sandwiches,
While I drank up the tea;
'Twas also I who ate the pie
And passed the cake to me.
-Jessica Nelson North-

If I could take your Troubles,
I would toss them in the Sea.
But since I can't, I'm sending you,
My favorite cup of tea.

I'm a little teapot, short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout
When I get all steamed up, hear me shout
Just tip me over and pour me out!

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Things I love

I love green tea with honey,
anything that smells like cinnamon
or vanilla,
music,

books,
writing,
ballet,
fashion,
photography,
art,
candles,
nights on the couch cuddling,
sweet and gentle kisses,
helping people
and cheering them up,
children,
cute old people holding hands walking in the park,
my little book of secrets,
and most of all I am completely in love with Love

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Poem of Farewell

“I don’t know if I loved you too much or too little,
But I do know I never will again love like this.”

And

“I’m left with your smile asleep in my remembrance,
And my heart that keeps telling me I never will forget,
But as I’m left alone and knowing that I’ve lost you,
I’m beginning to love you more than I ever did.”

And finally

“I say goodbye and perhaps with this farewell,
My most beautiful dream is dying within me.
But I’m saying goodbye to last for all my lifetime,
Even though all my lifetime I’ll keep thinking of you.”




This poem by Cuban poet José Angel Buesa was posted on my friend Marianna her twitter. I loved it so much I just had to do a post about it. I love when the people I know can inspire me! Hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did!
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The 'Seven Wonders of the World'

1. To See


2. To Hear


3. To Touch


4. To Taste


5. To Feel


6. To Laugh


7. And To Love.

-Author unknown, from What do you perceive as the seven wonders of the world?-
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Love....what else?

"The love we give away is the only love we keep." Elbert Green Hubbard

"Joy is the experience of knowing that you are unconditionally loved and that nothing - sickness, failure, emotional distress, oppression, war, even death - can take that love away." Henri Nouwen

"I love you for the part of me that you bring out." Elizabeth Barrett Browning

"Life without love is desolate." M. K. Soni

"Love never dies. Neither do your deepest dreams." Julie Donner Andersen

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That's love: Story of Lo & E.

Her: I went to the doctors, they wanted to give me some medication to calm me down, because I have a lot of chest pains on the left side. But I don’t want that, so I’ll wait and see.
Him: So it’s your heart then…
Her: I don’t know, it’s burning right now
Him: I’d give you mine, but you’d probably put it in a blender
Her: No I'd put it in a box
Him: And then?
Her: I'd finally have your heart and keep it with me till I die
Him: That's kind of sad
Her: No, that's Love
Him: You could've surgically inserted it next to your heart, so we would beat as one.
Her: Just laying next to each other listening to each others heartbeat, can make them beat as one too
Him: That's sweet
Her: Yes, maybe someday….


Story of Lo & E.
They wanted to, but they never gave each other a chance.
And so another Love story dies.

A kiss, and all was said

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said. ~Victor Hugo

Just because I have a Sweet Tooth!

Sweet tooth,
Dear sweet tooth,
You make life complete
As I taste all these goodies
So yummy to eat




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