not ask me why ... but this month fell hard, problems, fatigue, stress to the fullest.
So I share with you a precious gift to me and my friend Liz Dragonfly, I had scheduled.
hope serves to them, comfort them as it does me every time I read ...
May the road go your way.
May the wind be always behind you
and the rain fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
God hold you gently in the palm of your hand.
you live by long as you want,
and always want to live fully.
Always remember to forget the things you sad,
but never forget to remember those you happy.
Always remember to forget the friends that proved false,
but never forget to remember those who remained faithful.
Always remember to forget the troubles that have passed,
but never forget to remember the blessings of each day.
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
Never drop the ceiling above you and the friends gathered below it never will.
you always have warm words on a cold evening,
a full moon on a dark night,
and that always opens the way to your door.
you live a hundred years, with an extra year to repent!
May God keep you in his hand, not too tight fist.
May your neighbors respect you, trouble will leave,
angels protect you, and sky embrace you.
And the fortunes of the Irish hills embrace you.
That St. Patrick's blessings you contemplate.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart light.
May good luck pursue you, and every day
and every night the wind have walls, a roof for the rain ,
drinks by the fire, laughter to console
those you love near you, and everything your heart desires!
God be with you and bless you,
you see your children's children,
that misfortune will be brief,
and leave you rich in blessings.
Do not know nothing but happiness.
From this day forward,
God grant you many years of life,
insurance He knows that the earth does not have enough angels ...
STORMS PASS AND KISSES ...
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