Love is a gentle caring a quiet concern deeply hidden in the heart. A presence always felt everyday, every minute, every hour. Love is a gentle embrace between body, mind, and soul. A quiet touch of the hand a soft hug by warm hugs a caress of two souls. Love is a great passion between hungry hearts. The intimate exchange between mind, body, and soul. Love is always caring always growing always been there. Love is a wonderful gift shared by two blessed souls experiencing HEAVEN on earth!
A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for 40 days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived. Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesmen came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food... Read more »
One day a good man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of the lady who had got a Mercedes. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It... Read more »
A teacher asked a little girl: What does your DAD do? Girl replied: He works in a chocolate factory and brings lots of chocolate for me. In the evening he works in an ice-cream parlor and I eat my favorite flavor. He also works in a toys shop and brings me soft and cuddly teddy sometime. He is also a teacher because he helps me in my homework. He is very strong & hard worker. He works from morning to evening and never get tired. And When he is back to home, he is always ready to play with me.... Read more »
Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed. Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let... Read more »
She often spoke to falling seeds and said, "Ah hope you fall on soft ground," because she had heard seeds saying that to each other as they passed. The familiar people and things had failed her so she hung over the gate and looked up the road towards way off. She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie's first dream was dead, so she became a woman.
Love is the weapon which Omnipotence reserved to conquer rebel man when all the rest had failed. Reason he parries; fear he answers blow for blow; future interest he meets with present pleasure; but love, that sun against whose melting beams the winter cannot stand--that soft subliming slumber which wrestles down the giant, there is not one human being in a million, nor a thousand men in all earth's huge quintillion, whose clay heart is hardened against love.