domingo, 30 de dezembro de 2012


New Year – 2013.

2013 is on it’s way,
365 possibilities to live and play.
I wish you all the best next year,
Lose the negative and the fear.
Although it’s easier said than done,
 We are still capable of having fun.
Health, happiness and lots of love,
Strength and blessings from above.
Great accomplishments far and wide,
Family and dear ones by your side.
Thank you for all the support this year,
I needed it badly and it was near.
 Happy New Year...I love you all
Enjoy the journey....Have a ball!

quinta-feira, 20 de dezembro de 2012

Christmas/Natal 2012.


Festividades 2012.

Olha o Natal ai de novo
Como passa, né, meu povo?!
Carnaval, Páscoa e Finados
Dias e dias atarefados
Esse ano correu demais
Acontecimentos monumentais
Alegrias e tristezas intercaladas
Gargalhadas e choros desenfreadas
Estamos vivos pra continuar
Nossa estória a completar
É época de refletir
Agradecer a Deus e pedir
Que 2013 venha em paz
Com muito carinho em cartaz
Compaixão, amor e saúde
Bom caráter e atitude
Celebremos, sim, esses momentos
Pois não sabemos o que trazem os ventos?
Encaremos a vida com fervor
Felicidades, com todo meu amor.


quarta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2012

The Flying Christmas Pud.


Lulu had a brainwave - 
She'd make a Christmas pud,
A Christmas pud so tasty,
The best pud that she could.

But when she tried to cut it,
It took off with a zoom,
And circled round the kitchen
And flew out of the room.

Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Stop that Christmas pud!
Lulu wants to eat it,
It looks so blooming good.
Oh, Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Flying on the breeze,
Lulu wants her pudding back,
Stop that pudding, please!

Lulu chased her pudding
Outside into the street,
A policeman tried to catch it,
It knocked him off his feet.

It circled round the town hall
And headed out of town,
Across the fields and forest
And up the hills and down.

The last time it was spotted
It was flying out to sea,
A ship's captain reported it
As it flew with magesty.

Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Stop that christmas pud!
Lulu wants to eat it,
It looks so blooming good,
Oh, Christmas pud! Christmas pud!
Flying on the breeze,
Lulu wants her pudding back,
Stop that pudding, please!

Richard Edwards
Chris Fisher.
Nonsense Christmas Rhymes.

* Let's have some Christmas fun!

quinta-feira, 29 de novembro de 2012

The Sun.


The sun is out again, HURRAY!
The sun is out, at least for today
The sun is out, come on, let's play
The sun is out, I'm off, "Good day"!


quinta-feira, 8 de novembro de 2012


IF.....

IF you can keep your head when all about you 
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings 
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

 Rudyard Kipling

* Most people love this poem, I am no exception....In my humble opinion, it is one of the best poems ever written.

sexta-feira, 2 de novembro de 2012

For Lunch Today....


For lunch today I'd like to eat....
My favourite things...and still repeat!
A posh menu à la carte
A prawn cocktail, just to start
The main course must include
Full hearty and substantial food
Some English bangers and some meat
Beans and rice would go down a treat!
Not forgetting the quiche and salad
Waldorf would be very valid
A few snippets on the side
Croissants, rolls and paté supplied
A caipirofska to help things mingle
Makes me forget that I'm still single!
Oh! farofa, never to be forgotten
THAT would be just to damb rotten!
Would feel full but there's still the sweet
Something chocolatey  would be so neat
Leite moça or chocolate mousse?
Both available to seduce
I'd have them both!!! Scoff the lot
You'd think that's it... but it's not
Cheese and biscuits, very French
Frangelico my thirst to quench!

Back to reality...kitchen time
No imaginary à la carte sublime!
Open the ice-box just to see
Moldy old cheese staring at me! 



segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2012

Why God made teachers.


When God created teachers,
He gave us special friends
To help us understand His world
And truly comprehend
The beauty and the wonder
or everything we see,
And become a better person
With each discovery.

When God created teachers, 
He gave us special guides
To show us ways in which to grow
So we can all decide
How to live and how to do
What's right instead of wrong,
To lead us so that we can lead
And teach others to be strong.

Why God created teachers
In His wisdom and His Grace,
Was to help us to learn 
To make our world a better, wiser
And  more compasionate place....