• A few words…

    Posted on November 8, 2008 by in Daily Life and Special Events

    These are somethings that are very close to me. I learnt them in school!

    We are told about a girl of seventeen months who ran to meet her father when he returned after s few day’s absence, and stroked and kissed his facevand gave him all her toys.

    The mother who gives these beautiful presents to her child feels that her own life is in her son or daughter. And just as her heart is full of joy when her child is well, so its is full of sorrow when he is sick or when he dies.

    I have all

    That’s precious to me; were I now to die

    Whilst you are here, I should not be unhappy.

    You will have noticed that when sorrow is felt, it is soon felt by the heart of someone near.

    Popularity: 1% [?]

    Share

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

*

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>