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03/03/2026 09:14:20




03/03/2026 09:12:56

🩷Good afternoon sorry I haven't been around for 

a while my Internet went sown and has only just been 

fixed.Have a peachy Tuesday 🩷






03/03/2026 09:06:35

hello my best frend 

In our distant childhood, angelic, enchanting, glorious, and immortal, in spirit, heart, body, and soul.


Submerged in magical memories.

Its days, its moments, its breezes shimmer deep within the soul, on the brow of days and on the cheeks of life.

From time to time, like a flash of light, they lead us back to it,


reminding us of its exquisite charm.

The days when we sang the morning song,


And the kisses of life perfumed our faces and cheeks,


And the spring breeze refreshed our hearts and souls.


And with love, we embrace life,

we applaud hopes and wishes,

we dream all dreams,


and beneath the drizzle, our symphony of dance, song, laughter, and games rises.


And with childlike fervor, we compose fleeting poems, ephemeral testimonies of our emotions.


We carry within us all the beauty of life and the angelic innocence of childhood.


Even the seasons, we have caressed them with our spontaneous charm and the spontaneity of our thoughts.

The years pass, followed by decades, in fleeting enthusiasm, and we mature throughout our lives.


We have known the sweet and the bitter, the highs and the lows of life.


However, I have realized that childhood does not repeat itself endlessly, but that some of its rhythms remain deep within me.


Alas, only a few fragments of memories remain of childhood.


I dreamed of becoming a child again, of rediscovering within myself all the innocence of life.


But a beautiful image has remained with me; every time I see a child, life regains its sweetness within me.


But as I grew older, I realized that a child still lived within me, and that I was still a child in the face of life.


And that love, writing, and the beauty of the soul bring us back to childhood.

kisses 

julio



03/03/2026 08:37:35

No photo description available.Good morning  join me  in a cup of coffee , hae a beautiful week  God blessings, thank you for all your love and kindnes  , wonderful comments and messages. today is rain mix  hope it be good tomrrow and the snow slowly melting away,  all my love mary



03/03/2026 08:13:12

 Sweet Friend. Hugs



03/03/2026 07:54:11

HAPPY TUESDAY MY FRIEND




03/03/2026 07:45:42

       LV. Barb XXOO 

                                                           



03/03/2026 07:43:08



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