tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4022099425407471332024-03-13T14:11:00.792-07:00Um pouco de mim...Em palavras, que formam poesias, textos e pensamentos, deixo aqui um pouco de mim...Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.comBlogger438125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-63755845158492736842024-03-09T19:08:00.000-08:002024-03-09T19:08:18.559-08:00Joinville<div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-7517807353491444971" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 666px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4M8IKvZ4tzuzVnd95flOTg9-zY_f81TfMjJLaMP5QrXNMAeqIUI4g-XdZjqLK7jKig26vNpDqEtpy_hy0OmCTSo5uSkRfX04kZ9gJs2LblsYYaDPsw6ZtK-sG8nZlBashJqwptJucSKX3SxuLNH9qcMPaXNFV9wpF-7iB9Lns6I_53RrCvMJ2d7yVWfg/s256/OIP%20(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="180" data-original-width="256" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4M8IKvZ4tzuzVnd95flOTg9-zY_f81TfMjJLaMP5QrXNMAeqIUI4g-XdZjqLK7jKig26vNpDqEtpy_hy0OmCTSo5uSkRfX04kZ9gJs2LblsYYaDPsw6ZtK-sG8nZlBashJqwptJucSKX3SxuLNH9qcMPaXNFV9wpF-7iB9Lns6I_53RrCvMJ2d7yVWfg/w320-h225/OIP%20(2).jpg" width="320" /><b style="color: #333333; font-family: "Lobster Two"; font-size: large; text-align: left;"> </b></a></div></div><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Joinville, não esqueci<br />De escrever algo sobre ti,<br />És a cidade onde nasci,<br />Onde fui criada e cresci,<br />Suas ruas eu percorri,<br />Lugares lindos conheci,<br />Não quero sair daqui,<br />Pelos momentos que vivi,<br />Aqui chorei e também sorri,<br />Joinville, sou apaixonada por ti.<br /><br /></b></span></div><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-7517807353491444971" itemprop="description articleBody" style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 666px;"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-81456209653182868112024-03-06T18:55:00.000-08:002024-03-06T18:55:25.115-08:00Abra a janela<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFx2AHa1J_R28twfd7Jq48vrZVDI8rht-WzeZb6rP3yd1ZBbNyUDH9qqLVfr7i6gGwHfBj9lKAK41aes2eajOSCgjaWscWd_W17RFgWQPYbzhbacpv8hXa3LdLEbtlazpmUHQjTYxu49yT2wgWcJEsAMsmRc6fp6XUdZ_RNHjakxs8aQOYHofiQngCt8U/s300/16688646195751000368844.gif" style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: xx-large; font-weight: 700; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="202" data-original-width="300" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFx2AHa1J_R28twfd7Jq48vrZVDI8rht-WzeZb6rP3yd1ZBbNyUDH9qqLVfr7i6gGwHfBj9lKAK41aes2eajOSCgjaWscWd_W17RFgWQPYbzhbacpv8hXa3LdLEbtlazpmUHQjTYxu49yT2wgWcJEsAMsmRc6fp6XUdZ_RNHjakxs8aQOYHofiQngCt8U/w400-h269/16688646195751000368844.gif" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Abra a janela</b></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: black;">e v</span><i style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black;">eja como a vida é</i></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>bela,</b></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Com bons</b></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;">sen</i></span><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;">timentos,</i></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Em todos momentos.</b></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; color: #333333; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two;"><b>🌹(Siby)</b></span></i><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; color: black; font-family: Lobster Two;"><b>🌹</b></span></i></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-70341267264907747262024-02-29T16:28:00.000-08:002024-02-29T16:28:39.455-08:00Passarinhos pousados ...<br /><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><b style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nD7e-cm4MEWQ0kOBfiFUCJjZgnwRn7m2Lj1QMDYVsNQToQ2Q5RdqkQ6pHoDpTnNJVOPtewNA8aMk6-pVlHJMocE0L3Iwlf27WBpIiaS6UTxFBEBQHcVaLe_cD6hSqNj0OHqwpdmffqwgKZpE5RPjCjdC_yArW0M0a18D0OBkjKUcj2oYR0smEBFJDVY/w181-h320/2b85ff0a560823581d865ebc636887cf.jpg" width="181" /></b>Passarinhos pousados nos galhos,</b></span><div><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Seres alados, cada pena colorida,<br /><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Cresceu, é viva, faz parte de sua vida.<br /><br /></b></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nD7e-cm4MEWQ0kOBfiFUCJjZgnwRn7m2Lj1QMDYVsNQToQ2Q5RdqkQ6pHoDpTnNJVOPtewNA8aMk6-pVlHJMocE0L3Iwlf27WBpIiaS6UTxFBEBQHcVaLe_cD6hSqNj0OHqwpdmffqwgKZpE5RPjCjdC_yArW0M0a18D0OBkjKUcj2oYR0smEBFJDVY/s419/2b85ff0a560823581d865ebc636887cf.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"></span></a><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>E são belezas para os nossos olhos.<br /><br />(Siby)</b></span></div></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-433688530469500672024-02-21T10:59:00.000-08:002024-02-21T10:59:36.196-08:00O pintor e o poeta<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPKDZ8lkBlReDnF6TlMvQP1D-UrEZfhI_bRczZFgs1hh402sO135W22JlXrngoIL1eLLwB9O3zgajYlVF37CUI5956ubQymAmHlOgctkkY3QvdrlyrioSfqYa3IdsM1AaP_Uom-7lTYYBi0BU4tjkCiNF8EmmRQ36bW8cWiGr9E-V4nYPDnXjMULnXGs/s376/518ce6d4e7d81586c94c0268ac09d79b.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="376" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPKDZ8lkBlReDnF6TlMvQP1D-UrEZfhI_bRczZFgs1hh402sO135W22JlXrngoIL1eLLwB9O3zgajYlVF37CUI5956ubQymAmHlOgctkkY3QvdrlyrioSfqYa3IdsM1AaP_Uom-7lTYYBi0BU4tjkCiNF8EmmRQ36bW8cWiGr9E-V4nYPDnXjMULnXGs/s320/518ce6d4e7d81586c94c0268ac09d79b.jpg" width="201" /></a><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Que bela inspiração é pintar pássaros e flores,<br /><br />É quase igual ao poeta escrevendo poesia,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>O pintor se envolve em múltiplas cores,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Para deixar no seu quadro encanto e magia,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>O poeta com suas palavras descreve amores,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>E da paisagem do pintor faz uma linda poesia.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span></p><p><br /><br /><br /></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-26671045262370387722024-02-02T18:29:00.000-08:002024-02-02T18:29:20.972-08:00Caminhar...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExYGK2RH-u0P7gSdNW6R1RWbvoDYUIaFQeBnTrcHNfAISDs7sOFZ155714dn85qz0Pp1jGL_V55uie6Yw4k5Y5tDNeXDrffG6raLxBf0OP3lIwfsbaMVtvafewuXASHQN3oZFus3y_9xfiScVsGNk9ERiq5-vdomRL7MvcTfqjI7ja61w6xORaWkH584/s185/OIP%20(79).jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="172" data-original-width="185" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExYGK2RH-u0P7gSdNW6R1RWbvoDYUIaFQeBnTrcHNfAISDs7sOFZ155714dn85qz0Pp1jGL_V55uie6Yw4k5Y5tDNeXDrffG6raLxBf0OP3lIwfsbaMVtvafewuXASHQN3oZFus3y_9xfiScVsGNk9ERiq5-vdomRL7MvcTfqjI7ja61w6xORaWkH584/w320-h298/OIP%20(79).jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Caminhar...</b></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Em direção ao seu olhar,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Para mais perto de você chegar...</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>E poder com você falar,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Que minha alma quer mergulhar...</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Na profundeza do seu lindo olhar,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>E junto de você para sempre ficar.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span><br /> </p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-15670595886241597832024-02-01T19:14:00.000-08:002024-02-01T19:14:05.608-08:00🌻O girassol🌻<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAny1ZHEcV-HwUJtRuB9rd7MMGtvEHUAWkGm1lPfJp12KX4qWx8fbx6SID7uJeZSSHc0LQinVqmSBBwb2_wnDgb8ZB1ifCqfiSKagw3YbyVi1agSH5SDmE0wqJlmZINH6fyRuzWfe8bWFvVj712Byk_E8RZ9gqgRB4rcl5qhuDdVBf3P5OaPjD6uvsFg/s511/34f9b911b77bb92e40b048385f5fbb9d.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="clear: left; color: #f1c232; float: left; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="511" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAny1ZHEcV-HwUJtRuB9rd7MMGtvEHUAWkGm1lPfJp12KX4qWx8fbx6SID7uJeZSSHc0LQinVqmSBBwb2_wnDgb8ZB1ifCqfiSKagw3YbyVi1agSH5SDmE0wqJlmZINH6fyRuzWfe8bWFvVj712Byk_E8RZ9gqgRB4rcl5qhuDdVBf3P5OaPjD6uvsFg/w148-h320/34f9b911b77bb92e40b048385f5fbb9d.jpg" width="148" /></span><b></b><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b>O girassol, lembra o sol com suas flores amarelas,</b><br /><br /><b>Símbolo da sorte e luz, as suas flores nos fascinam,</b><br /><br /><b>Seu centro parece a terra rodeada por lindas pétalas,</b><br /><br /><b>Que ficam em reverência e ao astro rei se inclinam.</b><br /></span><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /><b>(Siby)</b><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></a></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><br /></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-82937591832888910772024-01-23T16:29:00.000-08:002024-01-23T16:39:47.656-08:00Todas flores<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAsPSwIURW8XAmmAJxbxzUH0QgTlJMwok1jebf160K9-SYnKarKIG_AYRszWuB3Srr3NxxZwzPFVo0jZ3L-ESdJp2ENhWfpwgBATo5qBX2Eh2MYVGZXnouUgYR7pwYOtO_r-yJarsshvLsI6oOsTsfNreBUDQhSrYlddEEGKXvNXqlX3PduMDJLDpdxAM/s314/d32f60392399f23f192bb059b9c15279.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="314" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAsPSwIURW8XAmmAJxbxzUH0QgTlJMwok1jebf160K9-SYnKarKIG_AYRszWuB3Srr3NxxZwzPFVo0jZ3L-ESdJp2ENhWfpwgBATo5qBX2Eh2MYVGZXnouUgYR7pwYOtO_r-yJarsshvLsI6oOsTsfNreBUDQhSrYlddEEGKXvNXqlX3PduMDJLDpdxAM/w241-h320/d32f60392399f23f192bb059b9c15279.jpg" width="241" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Todas flores nos fascinam, algumas se destacam,<br /><br />Não dá de deixar de admirá-las, de falar delas,<br /><br />Há as cultivadas, outras renascem, não se plantam,<br /><br />Quando elas florescem todas elas são tão belas,<br /><br />Com seus perfumes e cores os olhos encantam.<br /><br />(Siby)</b></span>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-41131753240768204442024-01-13T18:40:00.000-08:002024-01-13T18:40:44.725-08:00A cigarra está a cantar...<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjuezA3tN6QMJh1_kOg70vu_q9wcwfrRkiCVZd20GwF3Ye-kv-oNUwm2zS5bn6MqPez1sGb_bHf-k4kDWw3yekPWHi27eAZZY9Dia4pwBmS1TkxaijkHMPJMKcOh49iLYZUBqqP6HbeInrEmAzZdspsD5Yyen_e6TX2RY0G6ByR0je1vy1JwMQtVDmKmU/s253/th%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="142" data-original-width="253" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjuezA3tN6QMJh1_kOg70vu_q9wcwfrRkiCVZd20GwF3Ye-kv-oNUwm2zS5bn6MqPez1sGb_bHf-k4kDWw3yekPWHi27eAZZY9Dia4pwBmS1TkxaijkHMPJMKcOh49iLYZUBqqP6HbeInrEmAzZdspsD5Yyen_e6TX2RY0G6ByR0je1vy1JwMQtVDmKmU/w320-h180/th%20(1).jpg" width="320" /></span></b></a></div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjuezA3tN6QMJh1_kOg70vu_q9wcwfrRkiCVZd20GwF3Ye-kv-oNUwm2zS5bn6MqPez1sGb_bHf-k4kDWw3yekPWHi27eAZZY9Dia4pwBmS1TkxaijkHMPJMKcOh49iLYZUBqqP6HbeInrEmAzZdspsD5Yyen_e6TX2RY0G6ByR0je1vy1JwMQtVDmKmU/s253/th%20(1).jpg"><span style="color: black; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Quisera conhecer a versão,<br />Das suas canções no verão,<br />É ela, a cigarra está a cantar,<br />Entender seu estranho trinar,<br />Que se ouve noite e dia,<br />E quando tudo silencia,<br />Seu trinar é canção de ninar.<br /><br />(Siby)</b></span><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-80249158226938967022024-01-12T10:07:00.000-08:002024-01-12T10:07:53.438-08:00🌺🌿🌸🌿Cada planta...🌺🌿🌸🌿<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKotiZXdypOSUFq2BfGkbEhV_VqKJ-sEgGFOy8dztr4BLWCvxM7Z3KbQA3icvAizP1ZBD8wdc-4fK1BdSQAErs_z5PX4AluloSmB3vjR7u77sp68CDVoep9ZaPnVD9EJKFG1LZsYJSdWTEJN09fzqoPHhwY3-3XNCrzpTj9Bmx-kV8_jGeIzipA23hjc/s2592/IMG_20231126_135114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="1944" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfKotiZXdypOSUFq2BfGkbEhV_VqKJ-sEgGFOy8dztr4BLWCvxM7Z3KbQA3icvAizP1ZBD8wdc-4fK1BdSQAErs_z5PX4AluloSmB3vjR7u77sp68CDVoep9ZaPnVD9EJKFG1LZsYJSdWTEJN09fzqoPHhwY3-3XNCrzpTj9Bmx-kV8_jGeIzipA23hjc/w240-h320/IMG_20231126_135114.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺</p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Cada planta viva que se tem,<br /><br />Tem a sua história também...<br /><br />As vezes é presente de alguém,<br /><br />Alguém, que muito se quer bem...</b></span><p>🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺🌿🌸🌿🌺</p><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-71782590966610182602024-01-05T10:32:00.000-08:002024-01-05T10:32:49.403-08:00Sempre ...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b style="font-family: "Lobster Two"; font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi591pVs81UY1MJ3gaEVTy31InGfTUzWV_tOEWQac1IBM72sdnT99_nzGFEvVeluiK5B_PtHRr4cOlWOlkkR1FY6B2rsxHImqW2fc7f_4fkV-2jleg8nJQvKZR4OSmENRN7YzGp73U8RDCoO1WoSd58psuaPO8VgRWSGNyKggoyQ2ZlZHSCLaSADLS7sqc/s960/1678124904-ClnSx6406276821d90.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="960" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi591pVs81UY1MJ3gaEVTy31InGfTUzWV_tOEWQac1IBM72sdnT99_nzGFEvVeluiK5B_PtHRr4cOlWOlkkR1FY6B2rsxHImqW2fc7f_4fkV-2jleg8nJQvKZR4OSmENRN7YzGp73U8RDCoO1WoSd58psuaPO8VgRWSGNyKggoyQ2ZlZHSCLaSADLS7sqc/s320/1678124904-ClnSx6406276821d90.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></b><span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b> Sempre há beleza no caminho onde tem flor,<br /> Sempre há felicidade na vida onde tem amor.<br /> (Siby)</b></span></div><br /> <p></p><br />Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-71851146583421331952023-12-31T14:48:00.000-08:002023-12-31T14:48:06.706-08:00🌻 🍀Feliz Ano Novo!🍀🌻<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0DwMfg4ExPI25vZRuRhCMxiJmkIAZ_fVsZ3EhAlYAZe7EObVExkJGL70BRZWmOH8wocMMPepAFm-98F1l5nI4lag6lcqwPh5mYqBitg3CN8bdI7XQUMEiVTcC3nKM2m1yyeEneeA1liOVKYOUQpZX2BnzNhH7yhF99h3bURwAqkV6mvDfhnG_MFg2Qo/s490/bemvindo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="368" data-original-width="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0DwMfg4ExPI25vZRuRhCMxiJmkIAZ_fVsZ3EhAlYAZe7EObVExkJGL70BRZWmOH8wocMMPepAFm-98F1l5nI4lag6lcqwPh5mYqBitg3CN8bdI7XQUMEiVTcC3nKM2m1yyeEneeA1liOVKYOUQpZX2BnzNhH7yhF99h3bURwAqkV6mvDfhnG_MFg2Qo/s16000/bemvindo.gif" /></a></div><p></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-2295272002988242902023-12-24T08:55:00.000-08:002023-12-24T08:55:10.084-08:00🌼🌳🌹Desejo um Natal repleto de coisas boas e sentimentos bons para todas pessoas que passam por aqui, me prestigiando com a sua atenção! Gratidão! 🌼🌳🌹<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1MedM6s_BZvTj99X1YR-1VJo6rZ4p6z0iVX214Ag9Ct2VGUWVXdVaBB8_Fkberq1GcpkCcwQg0UtEUyKlHK2IETku0jLZeztHoEu1kPPsNBBgMYjZaleRvlWWyFrqmvdUyP9Ru5Wqt-318h7d4j0rSQ52lztm4N12ooOyidmkyk9Yi1IzDrwABBpdxc/s1024/1671122181-pLQPn639b4d054d0f7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="687" data-original-width="1024" height="429" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1MedM6s_BZvTj99X1YR-1VJo6rZ4p6z0iVX214Ag9Ct2VGUWVXdVaBB8_Fkberq1GcpkCcwQg0UtEUyKlHK2IETku0jLZeztHoEu1kPPsNBBgMYjZaleRvlWWyFrqmvdUyP9Ru5Wqt-318h7d4j0rSQ52lztm4N12ooOyidmkyk9Yi1IzDrwABBpdxc/w640-h429/1671122181-pLQPn639b4d054d0f7.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-86693245409572289902023-12-15T19:13:00.000-08:002023-12-15T19:13:09.195-08:00Vale muito uma amizade<span style="font-size: large;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: trebuchet; text-align: center;"></div></b></span><span style="font-family: Dancing Script; font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qRybusKaclqEprnuETidQ26xqK0redL3YANvQufXm4mKmfBgKpdb-Rsh2pmJ2YgoUzAqMeg7GYWiFPm4L822AqBBYf3F1RCWbLaSh3oWd2qAB2oxSzJoT1Yavc1ai8jMYU32Zbc-Bkjbk6e2Bphryfyv9ILpxpqtjfK8ev_2cAK-fR7Blw5KR-GZ3Ug/s500/175.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="321" data-original-width="500" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qRybusKaclqEprnuETidQ26xqK0redL3YANvQufXm4mKmfBgKpdb-Rsh2pmJ2YgoUzAqMeg7GYWiFPm4L822AqBBYf3F1RCWbLaSh3oWd2qAB2oxSzJoT1Yavc1ai8jMYU32Zbc-Bkjbk6e2Bphryfyv9ILpxpqtjfK8ev_2cAK-fR7Blw5KR-GZ3Ug/s320/175.gif" width="320" /></a></div>Vale muito uma amizade,<br />Na amizade com sinceridade,<br />Há pepitas de carinho e sentimento,<br />Que brilham no relacionamento,<br />Quando a amizade é de verdade,<br />Perto ou longe, é uma preciosidade.<br /><br />(Siby)</span><br />Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-66108954734699375032023-11-20T10:24:00.000-08:002023-11-23T10:06:47.611-08:00Nossa Terra bela<span style="font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhviTUIxCzviejNWBSg9j-zjXThFy8NdJf-O-l94V3mx2HVLucC7w0AMaCGLAuyQaCDUb39ixa8fG1p9-Q0M4wR_Y8Eko-iq_Zqe0r30KROLBmodC0vZLbYRAOURUSmLsUGwv1cLNo0ZZY0wgRICqIOP8SasFk9oeLZrxeprCldDhvmJ-9DUzn3en6rBAY/s520/R%20(19).jpg" style="clear: left; font-family: verdana; font-weight: 700; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="325" data-original-width="520" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhviTUIxCzviejNWBSg9j-zjXThFy8NdJf-O-l94V3mx2HVLucC7w0AMaCGLAuyQaCDUb39ixa8fG1p9-Q0M4wR_Y8Eko-iq_Zqe0r30KROLBmodC0vZLbYRAOURUSmLsUGwv1cLNo0ZZY0wgRICqIOP8SasFk9oeLZrxeprCldDhvmJ-9DUzn3en6rBAY/s320/R%20(19).jpg" width="320" /></a></b></span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span><div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Em um lindo dia ensolarado,<br /></b></span><div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Cheguei bem perto da janela,<br />E tantas coisas eu vi por ela,<br />Tanto mistério não desvendado,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>A Terra é um paraíso encantado,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Onde existem infinitas belezas nela.<br /><br /> Onde o sol é sua grande estrela,<br />E onde a Terra recebe a luz dela,<br />Tudo tem o seu espaço determinado,<br />Sol ou astro rei, sempre iluminando,<br />Nosso planeta azul, nossa Terra bela.<br /><br /> (Siby)</b></span></div></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-9280577142020736052023-11-05T19:44:00.000-08:002023-11-05T19:44:34.013-08:00O pôr do sol<p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="color: #073763; 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font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Fim de um dia iluminado,</b></span></div><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Sentei-me perto da janela,<br />O pôr do sol se vê por ela,<br />Deixando um tom amarelado,<br />Rastros de luz de uma estrela,<br />Que nascem para outro lado,<br />A Terra já recebeu a luz dela,<br />Do Sol ou astro rei sagrado,<br />Mas volta numa paisagem bela.<br /><br /> (Siby)</b></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-60830777039252037132023-10-27T17:10:00.003-07:002023-11-03T10:53:29.519-07:00Look For Star (Olhando para estrelas)<iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/m9wUqZ3aXNA?si=RQhhgU7tiv6Rode0" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/m9wUqZ3aXNA/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe><div><b style="color: #073763; font-family: Allura; font-size: x-large;"><br /></b></div><div><span><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Era noite e abri a janela,</b></span></span><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Deixei tudo mais de lado,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>E sentei bem perto dela,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Olhei para o céu estrelado,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>A lua iluminada pela estrela,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Em um universo encantado,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Onde o sol dá sua luz para ela,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Estrela ou astro rei iluminado,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>Mostrando como a lua é bela.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Lobster Two; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span></p></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-60937518566945289162023-10-04T11:32:00.000-07:002023-10-04T11:32:21.489-07:00Palavras ...<span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM06ClkDWo5g_yfb5wl_eq5Jwuu8WwOgFLHI1ycTOcvsiYFB8G-VkUo8ie2T3Vf06lBgrakcZdW7K0oKEfouWWlJ4VnSP7ohNzrrfy1da4nPX1B8Hz2un0B4_hkTase2BF8N_C8dSMH60aNzuFQ3gDcz91U2i8xYysRTNUjz9o4mxAnnKlguzxgfSM8Qc/s900/a57a0efea7cb6c842d10549a17c57046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="757" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM06ClkDWo5g_yfb5wl_eq5Jwuu8WwOgFLHI1ycTOcvsiYFB8G-VkUo8ie2T3Vf06lBgrakcZdW7K0oKEfouWWlJ4VnSP7ohNzrrfy1da4nPX1B8Hz2un0B4_hkTase2BF8N_C8dSMH60aNzuFQ3gDcz91U2i8xYysRTNUjz9o4mxAnnKlguzxgfSM8Qc/s320/a57a0efea7cb6c842d10549a17c57046.jpg" width="269" /></a></div></div><span style="color: #0b5394;">Sem palavras...</span></b></span><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Para fazer poesia,<br />Fugiram, cadê elas,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Que inspiração arredia.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><br />Quando surgem elas,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>São momentos de magia,<br />As palavras vem belas,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Com facilidade e fantasia.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Inspiração é como abrir janelas,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E ver que lá fora tudo é poesia,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E escrever sobre o que se vê nelas.</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><br />E assim nenhuma frase fica vazia,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Pois há motivos para preenche-las,</b></span></div><div><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E as palavras jorram fazendo poesia.<br /><br />(Siby)</b></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-13575808707743084002023-10-03T12:00:00.002-07:002023-10-03T12:00:37.221-07:00A inspiração é somente...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF692k0uyB79HdNpE2Y5M2ibO_bk8JIRDpdfcHX_tNLzCzKH3ZYCAmwp2ngMtwFOJpixvrsHGypIzjMm4jW9rhjDb_bixGOlhkvc8TzfESeZn6AWNKSp_BebyjIGjt_70ZUYNyh6xRR_ywUaJN8yXzNS6NCLBfJJijYIotSmgDo_P9x6r24UsHShcn5NQ/s160/OIP%20(30).jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="126" data-original-width="160" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF692k0uyB79HdNpE2Y5M2ibO_bk8JIRDpdfcHX_tNLzCzKH3ZYCAmwp2ngMtwFOJpixvrsHGypIzjMm4jW9rhjDb_bixGOlhkvc8TzfESeZn6AWNKSp_BebyjIGjt_70ZUYNyh6xRR_ywUaJN8yXzNS6NCLBfJJijYIotSmgDo_P9x6r24UsHShcn5NQ/w320-h252/OIP%20(30).jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>A inspiração é somente...</b></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Na mente abrir uma janela,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Ver o que há de bonito nela,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E escrever o que se sente. </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-38540973000682777682023-09-07T16:22:00.000-07:002023-09-07T16:22:36.528-07:00Infância<p> <img alt="bella-amor-e-carinho64d3c13472776.jpg" src="https://imageyobleus.nyc3.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/upload/883247/bella-amor-e-carinho64d3c13472776.jpg" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; max-width: 100%; text-align: -webkit-center; vertical-align: middle; width: 400px;" /></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Lembro da infância,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E da minha boneca,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Infância tinha inocência,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Tinha artes de criança sapeca,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Tinha livros em abundância,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Em uma pequena biblioteca,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>De tanto ler surgiu a doce ânsia,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>De escrever sobre tudo que me toca,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>E incluir o encanto da infância na minha poesia.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>(A boneca acima é da minha doce amiga Mayleen)</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>💓Gratidão!💓</b></span></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-55180668352903241482023-09-06T11:31:00.000-07:002023-09-06T11:31:57.898-07:00No coração<span style="font-size: large;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: trebuchet; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Gk8MYPG2NvCBwuCxpFsxPzbTOVNReisYijB5ERN8iOHEDPHKGjKYEW_xbDfjs24DT0EAaSFB849o7RFDP_VH1-qK0qJpZwk-0aTijIEdSF2gDt153GI9FDDOR1jhhECGe40n4JNJ64PAQbRH2zclfJ-695B0VVKgva5jv8xzd6Fpt_i2gJO4r7FsXdo/s213/OIP%20-%202022-10-07T152813.157.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="187" data-original-width="213" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Gk8MYPG2NvCBwuCxpFsxPzbTOVNReisYijB5ERN8iOHEDPHKGjKYEW_xbDfjs24DT0EAaSFB849o7RFDP_VH1-qK0qJpZwk-0aTijIEdSF2gDt153GI9FDDOR1jhhECGe40n4JNJ64PAQbRH2zclfJ-695B0VVKgva5jv8xzd6Fpt_i2gJO4r7FsXdo/w320-h281/OIP%20-%202022-10-07T152813.157.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></b></span><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet;"><div style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet;">Não vivo na ilusão,<br />Prefiro a verdade,<br />Com os pés no chão,<br />Caminho pela cidade,<br />Sozinha na multidão,<br />Buscando a felicidade,</span></b></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet;">Aprendi, tudo é em vão,</span></b></div><div style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: medium; font-weight: 400;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet;">É só ter a capacidade,<br />De acolhe-la no coração.<br /><br />(Siby)</span></b></div></span></b>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-10002299413332772082023-08-24T16:47:00.000-07:002023-08-24T16:47:11.663-07:00Como vovó dizia...<span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfbihnlZBnMM-mNrWx5YdSfPTeLWq5FGZLOixCUzIoNqZvDk1nkoa9QAVSdSbzkVexEOXaRpH4cuOcq82ZBvYi8QHj9ET3evIApTP31yr6i7Y7403KymESuguue3aYdp1W42Zacwvz8th2_-xt4ZNJYvBWmTIOjdVg0qpMJljeS2pBvTR4qF5wOjskDHw/s197/OIP%20(9).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="197" data-original-width="182" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfbihnlZBnMM-mNrWx5YdSfPTeLWq5FGZLOixCUzIoNqZvDk1nkoa9QAVSdSbzkVexEOXaRpH4cuOcq82ZBvYi8QHj9ET3evIApTP31yr6i7Y7403KymESuguue3aYdp1W42Zacwvz8th2_-xt4ZNJYvBWmTIOjdVg0qpMJljeS2pBvTR4qF5wOjskDHw/w296-h320/OIP%20(9).jpg" width="296" /></a></div></div></b></span><span style="color: #073763; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Troquei de idade</b></span><div><span style="color: #073763; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Caiu a fantasia...<br />Agora é a verdade<br />Desfez-se a magia<br />Da minha vaidade<br />Que se escondia<br />Na ilusão, da realidade<br />É como vovó dizia...<br />Em qualquer idade<br />Procure em cada dia<br />Razão para ter felicidade.<br /><br /><br />(Siby)</b></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-7543316069139858772023-08-20T17:28:00.001-07:002023-08-21T10:23:11.488-07:00 Algo de bom eu quero compartilhar...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMt6iv5V8mF852qzYRzUJ5yzUE8CTC2H124W5CJOe6gy26qMXEX0A0Pn7XTm3_MX_TAatNihE1aGaluq5Qs0RrNY5cL_gp0MgLnSuHGaRdjOCe5rR6cBF7phYvuCY6kxJxhAxflM5MnvAQwE105IE1io7lDs-ReVYetWisytXTVNYz6t2YorVGjqwDBdM/s500/1cd7ea9b3c7ffbd0d0fcb751b35620080264c0c452249365780f202faa338538.0" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMt6iv5V8mF852qzYRzUJ5yzUE8CTC2H124W5CJOe6gy26qMXEX0A0Pn7XTm3_MX_TAatNihE1aGaluq5Qs0RrNY5cL_gp0MgLnSuHGaRdjOCe5rR6cBF7phYvuCY6kxJxhAxflM5MnvAQwE105IE1io7lDs-ReVYetWisytXTVNYz6t2YorVGjqwDBdM/s320/1cd7ea9b3c7ffbd0d0fcb751b35620080264c0c452249365780f202faa338538.0" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b> Algo de bom eu quero compartilhar,</b></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>É sobre alguém com alma de menina,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Nas suas mensagens costuma brincar,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Com toda a sua delicadeza feminina,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Envia mensagens lindas para me agradar,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Bem sabe ela que uma coisa pequenina,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>Como a sua boneca, tem poder de encantar.</b></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSSA00VwcWkBPdbfKx-sPIoqms7MhHnCOaq-omtpQvE2BWSfGVvrCOO2WI1cGg3vdgmHDXOwp3qkkQUJBJOebL0IrovYqwPB565QN8tRfPwSDDU331621AZBxCzYhod7-ISHMwAtf1A_ijaTIsa99n7hQ8sXINOLPe800jaAZZvmEOuKyT0FXVtvkeJKs/s624/b55e8d268c498ee6154fc4376808b92538b89754992c74a32e58a759702810db.0" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="461" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSSA00VwcWkBPdbfKx-sPIoqms7MhHnCOaq-omtpQvE2BWSfGVvrCOO2WI1cGg3vdgmHDXOwp3qkkQUJBJOebL0IrovYqwPB565QN8tRfPwSDDU331621AZBxCzYhod7-ISHMwAtf1A_ijaTIsa99n7hQ8sXINOLPe800jaAZZvmEOuKyT0FXVtvkeJKs/s320/b55e8d268c498ee6154fc4376808b92538b89754992c74a32e58a759702810db.0" width="236" /></a></div><span style="color: #990000; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>(Siby)</b></span><p></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-76565661927985585902023-08-12T10:35:00.000-07:002023-08-12T10:35:25.094-07:00💙Onde há delicadeza...💙<div class="separator"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhirIeZnmVtUePi71W4v06AanM0Rsdn7uEO1P1PO5NmuWZ68p_vj1rCLEcVfSJ5owSZ_oYqotMCXE_BHYCFXDbIWK27u7EDSm5Y5sLShjnoGghHyA04Zpzyuf6DkShcDD6SRpia6TOjEwEGvys9ghvhib9pf5FnN2NkuxW5VO7ivdSiwaHMj9bgTt4cpIk/s182/OIP%20(86).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="141" data-original-width="182" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhirIeZnmVtUePi71W4v06AanM0Rsdn7uEO1P1PO5NmuWZ68p_vj1rCLEcVfSJ5owSZ_oYqotMCXE_BHYCFXDbIWK27u7EDSm5Y5sLShjnoGghHyA04Zpzyuf6DkShcDD6SRpia6TOjEwEGvys9ghvhib9pf5FnN2NkuxW5VO7ivdSiwaHMj9bgTt4cpIk/w200-h155/OIP%20(86).jpg" width="200" /></a></div></div><span style="color: #6699cc; font-family: verdana;"><span style="background-color: white; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-width: initial; clear: left; font-size: 19.305px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><b>Onde há delicadeza,</b></span></span><div><span style="color: #6699cc; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 19.305px;"><b>Reina a calma,</b></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #6699cc; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 19.305px;"><b>E naquela alma,</b></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #6699cc; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 19.305px;"><b>Existe paz e beleza.</b></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #6699cc; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 19.305px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #6699cc;"><span style="font-size: 19.305px;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b>(Siby)</b></span><br /><br /></span></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-33434919095610792612023-07-21T15:54:00.000-07:002023-07-21T15:54:57.818-07:00No mundo,..<div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4eVMEA5qsUTchhvgQJfgX8RRbzazHNDjbOvfriQ-VDX4NsbdRXkuQgEINd63rdPXL8A9ogFE3HMnxxNIarPRpibSw20om1j8qP9iuc2g7t-jyjs6xTYaAriDU5Ee96PpYDBulqROpbnbnj-PgFUn3DSNlViIHpIfDhFZF3PPa-l9MOzaPSe2qQhxcm5C/s182/OIP%20-%202022-09-17T154847.085.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="129" data-original-width="182" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4eVMEA5qsUTchhvgQJfgX8RRbzazHNDjbOvfriQ-VDX4NsbdRXkuQgEINd63rdPXL8A9ogFE3HMnxxNIarPRpibSw20om1j8qP9iuc2g7t-jyjs6xTYaAriDU5Ee96PpYDBulqROpbnbnj-PgFUn3DSNlViIHpIfDhFZF3PPa-l9MOzaPSe2qQhxcm5C/w320-h227/OIP%20-%202022-09-17T154847.085.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></b></span><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"><b>No mundo, o melhor lugar,<br />É onde se desnuda a alma,<br />Seja na alegria ou na calma,<br />É onde a gente gosta de estar.<br /><br />Onde o longe parece perto,<br />Se livrando de todos medos,<br />Onde não existem segredos,<br />Se faz tudo de peito aberto.<br /><br />No lugar onde a paz persiste,<br />Onde na solidão se fica bem,<br />Quando o amor próprio existe.<br /><br />Basta se sentir bem em um lugar,<br />Acompanhada ou com ninguém,<br />É este o lugar melhor para ficar.<br /><br />(Siby)</b></span></span></div>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-402209942540747133.post-88238861674288272132023-07-11T11:52:00.002-07:002023-07-11T11:57:08.784-07:00Noite de solidão<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDcH2-zo2uJOfo6E-hRJv4cYdgXnDg7GIOpKcQeTNxLgxdz8f0QeiTt86A_t9JkG113mSuh9F_s9P4p7-8YrqQY5WAlUklSwSE2NPEHQOh1_Lvef0AKWSzl2q0WTEcqEkdFepkwwP9_8ODoWC08qPHvIzKHQHQPicZrSu94smXUlmVtiC2j59TZ37NS9I/s273/OIP%20(83).jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="273" data-original-width="182" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDcH2-zo2uJOfo6E-hRJv4cYdgXnDg7GIOpKcQeTNxLgxdz8f0QeiTt86A_t9JkG113mSuh9F_s9P4p7-8YrqQY5WAlUklSwSE2NPEHQOh1_Lvef0AKWSzl2q0WTEcqEkdFepkwwP9_8ODoWC08qPHvIzKHQHQPicZrSu94smXUlmVtiC2j59TZ37NS9I/w213-h320/OIP%20(83).jpg" width="213" /></a></div><p><span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><span><b><span style="font-family: georgia;">Em uma noite de solidão,<br />A lua veio o céu enfeitar,<br />Havia o som de uma canção,<br />Era um convite para dançar.<br /><br />Terra florida e os pés no chão,<br />No céu escuro, a lua a iluminar,<br />Preenchendo de beleza a solidão,<br />As flores, a canção e o brilho do luar.<br /><br />(Siby)</span><br /></b></span><br /></span></p>Sibyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11169568620179328294noreply@blogger.com0