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Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-77839624975082587132010-03-16T19:11:00.000-07:002010-03-16T19:11:21.542-07:00MEU MUNDO É VERDE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhse2yVbmDknTMVkER8CRtrJQcDW_vN7t11kUPT5wkLHgds8QDx2CEiKIJxs16aEFq_LdoT9Isk2YXVpLjB7hDPMKIyTjwLdmnCPOXI0NMgxMQf5akGQXc_Rd7TNiCJWXnZGAfU-AnQ1IkS/s1600-h/media_bichinhos-sobre-as-folhas-72284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhse2yVbmDknTMVkER8CRtrJQcDW_vN7t11kUPT5wkLHgds8QDx2CEiKIJxs16aEFq_LdoT9Isk2YXVpLjB7hDPMKIyTjwLdmnCPOXI0NMgxMQf5akGQXc_Rd7TNiCJWXnZGAfU-AnQ1IkS/s320/media_bichinhos-sobre-as-folhas-72284.jpg" vt="true" /></strong></em></span></a></div><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />
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<em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>MEU MUNDO É VERDE </strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O verde é minha cor preferida.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>No verde me sinto fortificada,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>nela sou bastante acolhida.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O verde é minha cor abençoada.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />
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<em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>No verde existe felicidades </strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>não há idade nem tempestades. </strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Tem pureza afabilidade paz.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Toda simplicidade fertilidade.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />
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<em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O Verde é virtude esperança,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>sinceridade virtuosa aliança.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>A cor que não cansa ao olhos.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>dança nos galhos linda criança.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />
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<em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>No verde mergulho me banho</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>lavo toda malicia e poluição.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Dissolvo tudo que for estranho,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>meu verde, é toda contemplação.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Autora Marina Nunes </strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>direitos reservados á autora;</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>31/05/09</strong></em></span></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-87433991331937290292010-03-05T11:26:00.001-08:002010-03-05T11:26:52.397-08:00O Beija-Flor.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_RAxGWofdBYzGFtI3WGoZp4MnwI_I7un_mvrw5jIZHF2d71YqZtPgDwQ5YkYAD5p0Bh0FoKWrVTvEJ-rbBGu_USNhjD6bsi90kp8FFvGjlho4DtZdFf1AxRYaGx2jzNvmpAKp3O1RCGs/s1600-h/beijaflor.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_RAxGWofdBYzGFtI3WGoZp4MnwI_I7un_mvrw5jIZHF2d71YqZtPgDwQ5YkYAD5p0Bh0FoKWrVTvEJ-rbBGu_USNhjD6bsi90kp8FFvGjlho4DtZdFf1AxRYaGx2jzNvmpAKp3O1RCGs/s320/beijaflor.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>O Beija-Flor.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;"><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Procuro inspiração</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>na natureza das flores.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Emociona-me, um beija -flor.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Parece adivinhar,o meu pensar.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>E faz, a dança da sedução.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Fino e delicado bailarino,</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>pela força da natureza.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Faz a dança do beijo.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Admirada sem fazer nada;</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>sorrindo,e olhar absolvido</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>ofereço meus aplausos, bravo!</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Encantado é o beija -flor.</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Autora:Marina Nunes</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>(direitos reservados á autora)</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666;"><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-64103810666635421502010-02-11T18:34:00.000-08:002010-02-11T18:34:06.901-08:00As palavras não dizem tudo, ou dizem?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGSzd6In5ijUX4Et2L91IJKS4M5-5FPUF2C1sCW-orGb53vmRvQKUQ_qbaoAXcUzSMNOt5-VzD0x_h_BUvus7v8TKj-nuZRZ57glDrBGWnIE3RxG-kU1DZo-hk6IhWBTCyQtXA6pzYzCZ5/s1600-h/created_at_www_FotoTrix_com_jpeglll.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGSzd6In5ijUX4Et2L91IJKS4M5-5FPUF2C1sCW-orGb53vmRvQKUQ_qbaoAXcUzSMNOt5-VzD0x_h_BUvus7v8TKj-nuZRZ57glDrBGWnIE3RxG-kU1DZo-hk6IhWBTCyQtXA6pzYzCZ5/s320/created_at_www_FotoTrix_com_jpeglll.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As palavras não dizem tudo, ou dizem?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vão minhas palavras,vai voando</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vai ligeiro;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">veja se encontra um coração,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">de um amigo, de uma amizade;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">e diz pra ele, o que minhas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">palavras, significam. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vai de coração à coração.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vão minhas palavras, vai!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Procurar uma alma boa,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que saiba valorizar uma amizade,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que sem maldade,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">só quer sua atenção!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Palavra explica ao amigo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que sem amor, não tem solução.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vão palavras mansas, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">leva carinho, leva abraço;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Diz pra o amigo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Que quase tudo, tem solução.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Palavra fala pra esse amigo,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que recebi, todos os dias,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">as minhas mensagens,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que tenho um propósito,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">na minha vida ,escrever,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">para amenizar,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">coração á coração...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Autora: Marina Nunes </span></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-59714414062562942432010-02-09T09:57:00.000-08:002010-02-11T18:00:30.286-08:00Rosas vermelhas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMWirsoFzc-mnyuo-vX9bHceVqlzgk_EZsM6jCcKLBir0qhN5vIwT8_wJKsGLQCvCO5AVISqMG63ttpPu5gq-C8qCrZwuuzOK3-PovhYvE9rVxlS-HGBweQ_03_xlvxIKx-alJ8GF7d3uL/s1600-h/338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="173" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMWirsoFzc-mnyuo-vX9bHceVqlzgk_EZsM6jCcKLBir0qhN5vIwT8_wJKsGLQCvCO5AVISqMG63ttpPu5gq-C8qCrZwuuzOK3-PovhYvE9rVxlS-HGBweQ_03_xlvxIKx-alJ8GF7d3uL/s200/338.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Rosas vermelhas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">As rosas do meu jardim</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">tem um ar de Inocência.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Tão singelas são,minhas rosas virgens.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Imaculadas e isenta,de malicias.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Dizem,que as rosas são formosas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">às minhas,não existem outras iguais.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">É infantil em sua pureza.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Rosas donzelas,rosas meninas.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">De perfume inconfundível,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">estima quem lhe admira.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Espalhando aroma doce.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Minhas rosas são lindas, e amorosas.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">É serenata ao luar,rosas mimosas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">Autora Marina Nunes </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">direitos reservados.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;">09/02/1014:50:11</span></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-11197751829647162822010-02-01T17:47:00.000-08:002010-02-01T17:51:16.399-08:00DEUS EM TEU CAMINHO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jlnfBLDxOzpw548k21ihIWCqw0UuOGuPv0SXJ2BQfhI92sO4Gw3Vii4O82Y3iK38WFCcPX6fVpI7YgJob4ij8H9-N3TirHUZrkQn119eMOHPkgFFBevVzlQ7G2Edv2dZYKBwxVOcYgcN/s1600-h/333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeC5_pd8Rk8uXT8J_07FMMWB-NpG8b0NqYDNF632lR9nbR3V-4gmmeQbDq-mQH695uUsGZYLhbG-VzOWzB5YKzvNgK0nlp9nQ9rEP1_340Sf6meud9OWZrrW0IU5-f0WZObKmVlZjioAdS/s1600-h/woman%2520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeC5_pd8Rk8uXT8J_07FMMWB-NpG8b0NqYDNF632lR9nbR3V-4gmmeQbDq-mQH695uUsGZYLhbG-VzOWzB5YKzvNgK0nlp9nQ9rEP1_340Sf6meud9OWZrrW0IU5-f0WZObKmVlZjioAdS/s320/woman%2520.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;"></span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Deixe tudo nas mãos do criador.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O amor,é a maior arma,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">que temos dentro do coração.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Todos ser humano erra.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O importante é saber reconhecer o erro.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Temos aborrecimentos passageiros.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Creia em Deus, todas decepções, e dores,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">são passageira,desistir já mais!</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O importante, é acordar, enxergar o dia!</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">É acreditar, que ao acordar, existe um sol, uma luz.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Que tudo vai melhorar,vai passar.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O sonho não pode morrer, na vida;</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">O caminho pode ser longo.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Só Deus determinar o fim.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Direitos da autora.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">01/02/1022:05:19</span></strong></em></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-23569536003200454652010-02-01T17:43:00.000-08:002010-02-01T17:43:11.122-08:00O AMOR, ALIMENTO DA ALMA.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZjNrZhw5h1uM96j_1BKGVAQ4Mg177J4HtxI1g4gn8_kHwwAvAooaatoP-TFiHFoz5wJ9XVv4UHh9XJ_q3eNghi62gNdVb2EaIMbMCt0jpzJK7L3Sw7mDiLR-ugrdgoUJ5JMYgksmP7as/s1600-h/ATgAAACwPJ7n7lqygSSsQ0PUhi-d7ipirD5vyFhCjptoXcUATE1KQcYU3i_PN8jtHeZ1611tms-sujwtlWvZD0y8a9ROAJtU9VAURZ9yBkJ--nMQBG4H1tHZg8-lpQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjZjNrZhw5h1uM96j_1BKGVAQ4Mg177J4HtxI1g4gn8_kHwwAvAooaatoP-TFiHFoz5wJ9XVv4UHh9XJ_q3eNghi62gNdVb2EaIMbMCt0jpzJK7L3Sw7mDiLR-ugrdgoUJ5JMYgksmP7as/s320/ATgAAACwPJ7n7lqygSSsQ0PUhi-d7ipirD5vyFhCjptoXcUATE1KQcYU3i_PN8jtHeZ1611tms-sujwtlWvZD0y8a9ROAJtU9VAURZ9yBkJ--nMQBG4H1tHZg8-lpQ.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O AMOR, ALIMENTO DA ALMA.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />
<em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Tudo tem uma fase na vida.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O medo transforma”alma.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Só pensar negativo, é ruim.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Creia na sabedoria do criador.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Acorde cheio de bons pensamentos.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong> Sinta a brisa em sua face,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>soprando ao cair da tarde</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>toda claridade em teu olhar,a paz ao passar,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>em uma praça,onde encontra-se, pessoas,</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>querendo dá o melhor pra viver.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>O amor esperança,é o principal alimento da alma.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Viva cada dia como se fosse o último.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Mas sem rancor, egoísmo,pessimismo, seja cristalina.</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Autora Marina Nunes</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #eeeeee;"><em><strong>Direitos da autora.</strong></em></span></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-41537296476560503592010-01-29T15:14:00.000-08:002010-01-30T06:17:14.638-08:00Pétalas, da natureza<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmZczNGtBbXNG954DmJu5eauaXuMJgQCOb8NI7LpXDPo92njsoCc3lnxvGbmVh42Z43F36Foeoue6MM2fw552lhxTmPYJwMD8nA4UdeWeZ8e5IgNQCTqYHtii6w3xEj__9A2k-RfgoQaM/s1600-h/Mulher_agua2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #741b47;"><em><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmZczNGtBbXNG954DmJu5eauaXuMJgQCOb8NI7LpXDPo92njsoCc3lnxvGbmVh42Z43F36Foeoue6MM2fw552lhxTmPYJwMD8nA4UdeWeZ8e5IgNQCTqYHtii6w3xEj__9A2k-RfgoQaM/s320/Mulher_agua2.jpg" /></strong></em></span></a></div><em><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></em><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Esvoaçada encontro-me agora</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Olhando o sol que clareia e brilha</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Vivo em deslumbramento,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dos raios que fagulham em chamas.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">É o meu alimento.</span></strong></em></span></div><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></em><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Entre aperta fica minha janela,</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que sempre está, à mim esperar.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">já acostumada nela tudo observar.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">O brilho do céu, à espalhar.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Que arde lúcido refulgente tinge.</span></strong></em></div><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Á lua vem querendo se mostrar</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Faz um alvoroço sepulcral.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Pálida em silêncio gélido;</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sufocando a lua, emudece a noite.</span></strong></em></span></div><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></em><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Á lua sai deixando encoberta</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Por nuvens, sussurrante e roça</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Fiel vem aparecendo fragil ,e submissa .</span></strong></em></div><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Olhando sempre o céu, vou criando pétalas.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">De tudo vou aproveitando explororando.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Usando imagens afins, em minha mente.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Em eternos sentimentos, eu vivo.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">*Marina Nunes* 07/08/02</span></strong></em></div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-12901272001176493922010-01-19T10:59:00.000-08:002010-01-19T17:37:30.356-08:00SENTIMENTO....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilefZJMsOUD_XrGIRA29QdlB90Cr4vwVAebCeshbr0ARYNgQ6aqMvr-dS22jt-MEQ9ujAuFAbDwr7gtLrMLWbt4oTZbAyTWhClJPGhFOWrSsq_hy2oJzx_doYhyuXTn6WOznnQWKNnFNj9/s1600-h/dcdbc819d088442a0a61d0f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilefZJMsOUD_XrGIRA29QdlB90Cr4vwVAebCeshbr0ARYNgQ6aqMvr-dS22jt-MEQ9ujAuFAbDwr7gtLrMLWbt4oTZbAyTWhClJPGhFOWrSsq_hy2oJzx_doYhyuXTn6WOznnQWKNnFNj9/s320/dcdbc819d088442a0a61d0f.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Basta uma gota de carinho,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">mesmo que disfarçado.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Mesmo com a cabeça cheia de problemas.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Um tempo para acalentar a dor,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">de um corpo já desenganado.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Basta um rápido olhar, para observar,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">uma situação,de quem sem razão,ou com razão,chegou ao fundo do poço.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Basta olhar a vida, que você tem, a de um irmão,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">que sem visão da vida,sem uma mão amiga,</span></strong></em><br />
<em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">para se apoiar,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">vivi, à se arrastar , mendigar, se drogar.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Basta sentir um olhar profundo, de quem não tem carinho.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Basta uma gota de amor, uma palavra, para confortar um coração.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #e06666;">Autora Marina Nunes</span></strong></em><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>A saudade me conforta</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>me dá coragem,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>para continuar à seguir.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>A saudade me compensa,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>quando penso em você.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>A ferida cicatriza,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>junto vem a esperança,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>que um dia tudo voltará,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>ao seu devido lugar.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Vou vivendo a vida,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>agradecida ,por ter a chance,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>de viver ainda!</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>E sentir,às mudanças da vida,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>com toda resignação.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Cada dia, cada pesamento,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>ligada em boas lembranças,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>que jamais serão esquecidas,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>vão ficar guardadas, bem no fundo,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>do meu coração.</strong></span></em><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-51523116050611981242010-01-06T16:07:00.000-08:002010-01-07T06:29:03.699-08:00Amor Distante...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXURXCTAWJrblsqgsNIXyIBesXdmMKv_nOvcobTqrI1siLLAaIoVO4AIwvQCqbnOfKDRF1FbS4FrIL5BPWflxm3xwUlg24HOGlbPnjABTHWyERK_NJWnvECdQlH4xnrLrBgpy5uAqw8y/s1600-h/Forget_Me_Not_by_Emerald_Depths.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXURXCTAWJrblsqgsNIXyIBesXdmMKv_nOvcobTqrI1siLLAaIoVO4AIwvQCqbnOfKDRF1FbS4FrIL5BPWflxm3xwUlg24HOGlbPnjABTHWyERK_NJWnvECdQlH4xnrLrBgpy5uAqw8y/s320/Forget_Me_Not_by_Emerald_Depths.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>Ainda quero falar de amor.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>Declarar palavras guardadas.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>Sem falar das mágoas, adormecidas.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>Quero falar-te, que entre o céu,e o mar,</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>também existem distâncias.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>As mágoas passadas,já fora perdoadas.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em><strong>Lágimas derramadas, não alteraram nada.</strong></em></span><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-13095348285446906372010-01-03T10:17:00.000-08:002010-01-03T10:17:31.812-08:00experimente!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZuC-lhiG0gu_RNfP5Xcjdc0ziG4ZOsEOF6htHRoG1sfBEQ-3fS88P74J9cLrtpiZE1p8eIEXWmtxdLBOJKqzn8PJlrlHlyV3gb1yO-OBVwoZAUU51K3iplJCL9H0X3cYGVZsJPjMGEo5/s1600-h/rosa-23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZuC-lhiG0gu_RNfP5Xcjdc0ziG4ZOsEOF6htHRoG1sfBEQ-3fS88P74J9cLrtpiZE1p8eIEXWmtxdLBOJKqzn8PJlrlHlyV3gb1yO-OBVwoZAUU51K3iplJCL9H0X3cYGVZsJPjMGEo5/s320/rosa-23.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Acordar com alegria e disposição</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">vai garantir um dia repleto, de novidades.</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Abra um sorriso, e experimente,</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">a melhor forma de ganhar, o seu dia!</span></strong></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Marina Nunes </span></strong></em><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-62442257717950281192010-01-03T10:14:00.000-08:002010-01-03T10:14:45.637-08:00O homem<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>O homem que trabalha encasadamente ,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>para seu sustento,e da sua família,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>está cuidando do que ele tem,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>de mais importante!</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>O seu nome, deixando assim, uma,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>das mais horada herança,sua honestidade.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #d9ead3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Marina Nunes</strong></span></em><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-18113116422222914182009-12-29T11:23:00.000-08:002009-12-29T11:23:23.090-08:00A CRIAÇÃO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF2vKzzOr0UgW6qvz5eGyjYSBP7WQs1DqLtIwyiixPvlyzORSRROsEpkBAQjxzVuZr74fWRLBvq6GKyJ6sbTaPDGbkmULKXC7EfLU8b30jHNgQ9M1yqHMoENxdwRn9uQyRAlWBT2RExc82/s1600-h/gravidaGr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF2vKzzOr0UgW6qvz5eGyjYSBP7WQs1DqLtIwyiixPvlyzORSRROsEpkBAQjxzVuZr74fWRLBvq6GKyJ6sbTaPDGbkmULKXC7EfLU8b30jHNgQ9M1yqHMoENxdwRn9uQyRAlWBT2RExc82/s320/gravidaGr.jpg" /></a><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>A CRIAÇÃO</em></strong></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É fazer nascer frutos em formação divina.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Ser mulher.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É como uma obra de arte ,em transformação.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É uma flor delicada e forte.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Tem o poder de realizar preparar,</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>A construção.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Multiplicar!</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É fazer criar esculpir seres vivos.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Mãe nobreza.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Uma beleza infinita, do criador maior</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>A maternidade uma arte. </em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É fazer gerar, a gestação do amor,</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Seja ele, cor e sexo, e nobreza.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É tecer a obra da arte, da vida.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Mãe mulher.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Geradora produtiva, do universo</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Eco no compor.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Multiplicando sonetos. </em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Toda fortaleza e poder.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>É força da natureza. </em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>A coisa mais linda do criador!</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Do pai nosso.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Mulher forte tem solidez,</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Tem energia ,resistência.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Como fazer nascer, o fruto do criador.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><em>Bendita seja tu, mulher, universal mãe ...</em></strong></span><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-26246831130134878012009-12-28T14:05:00.000-08:002009-12-28T17:24:06.888-08:00A VIDA, E SOFRIMENTOS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Na vida encontramos variedades de sofrimentos,</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>de diversas formas e tamanhos!</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Feliz daquele,que tem saúde,tem uma assistência,</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>médica particular, e pode escolher, </strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>e ter, um bom resultado, de cura.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>A luta continua, nunca vai parar, de existir,</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Dificuldades,doenças violências. </strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Só não podemos recuar,e desistir,de lutar...</strong></em></span><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-21356461389666014092009-12-28T13:57:00.000-08:002009-12-28T17:26:33.931-08:00A LUTA CONTINUA<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Convivemos,com a violência noite e dia.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Na muralha da vida, nem tudo é cor de rosa.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>A luta é constante,é como trocar de roupa.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Acabamos de sair de um problema,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>aparece outro, mesmo que não seja, na nossa família.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Um amigo,um vizinho querido.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Têm horas, que devemos gritar, desabafar,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Não, isolar da vida,e ficar contraindo,</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>doenças,não podemos ficar parados.</strong></span></em><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Não perder a fé, nem desistir de lutar.</strong></span></em><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-60997139382513989262009-12-28T13:49:00.000-08:002009-12-28T17:32:24.803-08:00O CAMINHO.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SiCD5-1qYYNGnB4S2t3osQFPD0YbPyxJ0KRpjHchsXzB-WdJobiqNJ5PDp0r6q1I8Xq-82CPVAZHwCnTqCZYxONq-DDOfHsNtFK2L_-T_xUITWWwdPTej7yis9g6w5SfPD-Og4_pXgNn/s1600-h/CAMINHOS+DE+JESUS+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SiCD5-1qYYNGnB4S2t3osQFPD0YbPyxJ0KRpjHchsXzB-WdJobiqNJ5PDp0r6q1I8Xq-82CPVAZHwCnTqCZYxONq-DDOfHsNtFK2L_-T_xUITWWwdPTej7yis9g6w5SfPD-Og4_pXgNn/s320/CAMINHOS+DE+JESUS+I.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Na vida existe diversas opções.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Encontramos montanhas, e pequenos montes.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Existe um mundo limitado, ilimitado;</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Cabe cada um, escolher o seu caminho, à seguir.</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Deus, deixou opções de escolhas,</strong></em></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>de caminhos, à seguir. </strong></em></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">sem escolhas,e sem DEUS, no coração,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>o mundo já nem existiria!</strong></em></span><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-3664539276330926622009-12-28T13:22:00.000-08:002009-12-28T13:22:42.309-08:00A felicidade, Existe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENeXrOyzoGs74ypGS0QYeYcR27rslx-DPEn2Ep0_bT6e_wa9JEr2vxBI3bVyaaPOVx8qrz4rAISko2QiYh9gdddBkjzVnMc7bDtI8q5fBMiVi9BEvOPBbGx7D31vdaWfICCjScdhtaeCI/s1600-h/guardian-angel-protecting-children-near-a-ledge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENeXrOyzoGs74ypGS0QYeYcR27rslx-DPEn2Ep0_bT6e_wa9JEr2vxBI3bVyaaPOVx8qrz4rAISko2QiYh9gdddBkjzVnMc7bDtI8q5fBMiVi9BEvOPBbGx7D31vdaWfICCjScdhtaeCI/s320/guardian-angel-protecting-children-near-a-ledge.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A felicidade Existe</span></em></strong><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">É uma aliança com a vida.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Não se compra, alcança-se.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">É como água cristalina,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A bebida com o poder</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">da fertilidade.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Tem perseverança.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Liderança, continua.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A felicidade,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Existe dentro do coração de quem sonha.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">É uma criança,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Que espera ansiosamente,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">O presente tão esperado.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Mas conquistado com aplausos,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Com lágrimas,e paciência.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A felicidade,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">É uma penitência, uma benção.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">É algo que vem sorrateiro,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Entra na casa da esperança,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">E sem passar por cima da infelicidade de um alguém,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A felicidade, não vê maldade.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Sem vaidade, é melodia,</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Um clássico da vida.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Transborda, o coração merecedor.</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Autora: Marina Nunes</span></em></strong><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Direitos reservados á autora.</span></em></strong><br />
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</div>Marina Nunes Britto...http://www.blogger.com/profile/17746582505679911284noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9218674095436754874.post-329556457975919782009-12-28T13:19:00.000-08:002009-12-28T13:19:58.707-08:00A vida é uma benção,<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwnvIR57ksnMikI-RwK6SwB9FNIiPJG6FwrsdzekKn3r94799bM9_o3mmXRi2BI21jO2rTVTcygJUZelrBZSxtMKHKW1iidiTUaILJhX4BbckORYF9agPnCBNa9puwYrBwP6h_xVQrMiRR/s1600-h/papeldeparede_floresroxas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwnvIR57ksnMikI-RwK6SwB9FNIiPJG6FwrsdzekKn3r94799bM9_o3mmXRi2BI21jO2rTVTcygJUZelrBZSxtMKHKW1iidiTUaILJhX4BbckORYF9agPnCBNa9puwYrBwP6h_xVQrMiRR/s320/papeldeparede_floresroxas.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>A vida é uma benção, viver é uma aventura.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Saber viver com amor, os momentos inesquecíveis!</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Só o tempo pode resolver todas as questões.</em></strong></span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Só ele pode fazer, um coração voltar a sorrir.</em></strong></span><br />
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