
Here it is again, another Valentine's Day. I've been horribly spoilt in the past, for four years receiving secretly a glorious bunch of flowers on my doorhandle every Valentine's morning. Even now, when I KNOW not to expect one, I still check. How sad is that?!! Ah well, those days are obviously past.

. . . but all is not completely lost. My beloved niece still loves me. . . and look, she made me this card. Lovely isn't it? And on the back is this poem:
"
The True Nature of Your BelovedKnow
the true nature of your Beloved
In
His
Loving Eyes
Your every thought, word and movement
is always, always
beautiful"
2 comments:
The card is lovely and teh sentiment even better...did she make it herself?? perhaps displaying some of her auntie's artistic ways?? :)
Didn't the photo on my blog post just tear your heart? I miss those faces, that expereince, so much! and yours too my dear sister! Ahhh...til we are all together outside of this realm...
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Wonderful words and picture!
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