Free Blueprints For A Snow Plow

artillery officer of Wurttemberg 1870 / 71

After a long silence resume DIY in 2011 with the last of 2010, the period is one of my favorite short the Franco Prussian war. Despite the Prussian uniforms did not exhibit a large variety of sizes or colors, you may find interesting peculiarities in those states of the German Bundestag, are an example of the Kingdom of Saxony or that of Brunswick. In this case the item in my opinion is the winning combination of sober colors (gray and blue) to threads and red band (see picture ).





Soon a French gunner, follow me. Henry

How To Get To The Blue Level In Cubefield

ART-ROOM OF POETS LIGURIA POSIA-2000

Poems of Mario Party

COME!
Come!
'll wait too long,
are tired of waiting,
I can not dream.
Come! Light up my night

with your smile.
Come!

Stay in my eyes with all your sweetness
and all your beauty.
Come!

Come breathe your scent in my world,
to cheer, cheer
the monotony of my days,
Come!

come to occupy the void of my solitude,
to give voice to my silence.
Come!
feeds with your energy,
the motor "off" of my life.
Come!
I want to go fly in your
clear skies, the huge
breathe.
Come!
Do not make me cry anymore.
SOUL
You, under sun, radiating light
infinite
you, sweeter
a celestial caress you
, spring,
overflowing with music, cheers ...

that living water,
that quenches thirst,
you, dressed for the infinite, to enter into hidden


depths of my soul.
the storm ceases,

before you that you are true poetry.
LIGHT OF HOPE
your eyes,
two drops of sunshine, in my
stop.
I speak your voice, soft music ...

Suddenly, unexpectedly
,
you, "breath"
infinite,

And explode into me ... '
a swirl of emotions.

tremble ... I wake up.
I have the fire inside me.
I feel a warmth,
ever experienced,
a perfume,
never smelled ...

river of joy and sweetness of soul

flow.
At any moment,
when you least expect it, life surprises you


with something that opens itself to new life.

Funny Things To Write On T-shirts About Weddings

CRITICAL NOTE

A quick note of criticism
intense and profound poetry of Mario Party, a poet of infinite tenderness and delicacy in penned verses that flow fresh as spring water, from a heart full of so much sentiment and abundant feeling.
poet who can express love through the word / verse that illuminates his existence.
Our love from the soul singer reveals the tender, was born to write, born to live poetry. That poem, full of love, love, and unique, that is to sublimate "the monotony of My days / / the void of my solitude. "
A love that is felt from the depths of his inner self and comes to be that crumb able to scratch the hardest stone and compact. A poetic, that of our author, which allows him to recover, day after day, his true identity, his true image. Identity and image are able to live with beauty, "light", the celestial, of "new life" and "music."
Mario Party, in these verses, words of so much spiritual resonance spiritualizing and I think he has touched many, you know who managed to grab the hair a bit of harmony and to deposit, though not wanting in our ears. And ounce for those who have ears to hear, is not to mean "little", then it would be enough if a grain of faith to move the highest mountains.
That happens to be the festival of poetry of melancholy, anxiety, do not despair. A poem is open to hope. All this can be read through his verses sliding and pleasant, with an intensity capable of transmitting the value of life and to embrace the merits of thought.
have feelings and emotions that come out through simple words, but, clearly articulated and communicated with intense brush strokes that push the reader / viewer to sober reflection.
"At any moment, / when you least expect it, / the life surprises you / with / something that opens itself to new life" verses that open the heart at the dawn of a new day.
The poetry of Mario Party: an authentic voice and opera, why not, very therapeutic, the moment comes to take on an extraordinarily educational / teaching.
Francis Mulè

Petite Baithing Suits

EVENING OF SOLIDARITY '... POETIC MARIO PARTY NEWS

EVENT IN SALERNO

AN EVENING OF SOLIDARITY '... POETRY OF MARIO PARTY

With considerable success on January 28 was held the event "an evening of solidarity '... POETIC OF MARIO PARTY" at the place of' Academy A. Grassi ", via Evelina, Salerno, at 18.30.

The evening began with greetings and the thanks of Prof. Raffaella Grassi, President of the Academy of art and culture and author Mario Party.

eventually intervened Radames Petrone, President dell'ADDIS-LAB. - "H" Battipaglia, who stressed the commitment of artistic, cultural and social, especially for the LILT (Italian League for the fight against cancer), friend Mario Party.

then intervened writer Anna Carelli who presented the poetry of Mario Party, pointing out that his poetry is "simple" and straightforward, but because of it, comes straight to the heart.

He then outlined his personality, saying it was a sensitive man, generous and unselfish, "Cavalier friendly" from the soul of a child who sincerely welcomes poetry that enables it to give and give with real transport the other in an attempt to communicate the true values.

dicitrici The brilliant actress Anna Gallo Anna Carelli with professionalism and skill have recited some lyrics taken from three books written by Mario Party:

"A LIFE ... FOR ASSUMED", "BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH" E "project of love."

The participants stressed the appreciation of the performances by the artists with strong applause.

The background music and classical music performed with skill by the young pianist Antonio Di Marco have created a magical atmosphere suggestive.

true revelation of the evening: the budding talent of Marco Antonio, a pupil of the Conservatory of Benevento to the sixth year, which surprised and "delighted" the audience with his performances received warm applause and numerous.

recite some poetry:

HYMN TO YOU

There is poetry in your immensity.

Your smile goes sweetness.

Fascinosa pink

you

more scents of spring!

Honey, wisdom,

infinite patience,

sensitivity, virtuosity

write

your greatness.

There melancholy

abyss of light

of your eyes,

clear crystals sun ...

Problems,

concerns

disappointments

never leaves you.

you alone, too much alone.

With your small boat

you must face the dangerous sea

of life.

But you're strong, strong,

not you surrender,

defend yourself from the dangers,

go forward, always forward.

Stella beautiful

your light

the good leads.

You, are exceptional,

"precious" that might as well ..

Who has the good fortune to know

not you forget it.

\\

two solitudes

Two solitudes

swim in the immensity of cosmic

...

Two solitudes break down

the wall of selfishness,

open ...

you seek,

meet.

Two solitudes

break

the cosmic silence,

dialogue ...

Two solitudes

vanish ...

A new

"vital essence".

There is no longer an "I" ...

a "you".

We "us" ...

your strength,

my strength ...

we are a rock, nothing

frightens us.

We write the most beautiful poem in the book

time.

We will walk

ensemble,

joyously

the streets of life

to the future ...

Jüli Ashton Tifany Granath

Successfully :

Saturday, February 5, 18.30

MULTIPURPOSE HALL - Cicero (SA)

AWARDS CEREMONY

FIRST EDITION THE RELIGIOUS POETRY CONTEST

"The VERSES OF THE SOUL"

by the Knights of Don Angelo Romanelli and Monthly Reports Cilentane

FIRST PLACE: MARIO PARTY with the poem "I DO NOT FEEL ALONE"

SECOND PLACE: LINDA PONDS with the poem "And then I met you ..."

I'm not ONLY

I do not feel alone ...

Although

men marginalize me,

of indifference around me,

I do not feel alone.

God is

always close to me.

In pain, the Lord

consoles me,

not left me ever,

do not despair ...

I do not feel alone ...

God loves me infinitely,

continuously

takes care of me,

I can always count on him.

God is the greatest friend,

the true friend,

sincere

faithful

that does not disappoint,

everyone loves ...

I do not feel alone ...

God always supports me

with your immense good,

nothing can shake

God is

always with me.

I feel strong,

never discouraged me,

DIOM faithful companion

travel

I can deal with the daily travails.

.

I do not feel alone ...

ADULT SECTION

1st: "I'm not only" MARIO PARTY (Battipaglia)

Justification : POETRY MEETS FULLY to the contest theme: SOUL OF THE VERSES CLOSER TO GOD EVEN IN THE SOLITUDE OF THE WORLD, THE POET ALSO EXPRESSES ITS LINES WITH FEELINGS THAT WE KNOW ALL TOO have belonged to Don Angelo Romanelli.

JURY

POETRY OF LINDA PONDS

and then ... I met you

When now it was dark all around,

now when the morning sun

not rejoiced more light

the new day,

forces to leave now to go on living,

to overcome the difficulties,

left to watch as the hours,

immersed oblivion,

I felt suffering,

a helping hand towards me,

your outstretched hand to help me,

supported me in the fall,

I met you, silent God

LINDA PONDS

ADULT SECTION

2nd place: "And then I met you ..." LINDA WATERTIGHT (Battersea)

REASON:

Poetess THE EXPRESSED IN VERSE OF GREAT pregnancy EMOTIONAL the rebirth of confidence and Hope encounter with God that illuminates dark moments LIFE.

JURY

Cicero, 05/01/2011

FIRST PLACE IN THE COMPETITION "CHRISTMAS PAST AND TODAY "2010

Academy A. Grassi "- Salerno

REBORN THE ROSE GARDEN

Whispers from the winter cold and frost

in patches of acacias already broken by the cold.

The pungent smell of burnt stump,

prepares its flight between the wings of the wind.

The snow covers wounds of clods,

the old farmhouses and the edges of roads.

Pine curved suffer from the cold,

desioso remember the smell of roses.

But then, suddenly, a light shines,

entangled among the branches and ... all kindled,

quickly brighten the narrow streets of the village

sedated by the cold winter.

A breath of a warm and loving gesture

provengon from heaven, and even from Heaven.

Jesus that the star leads to the''straw''

profuse in the loving arms of grace.

Go serene or pastors to love

humble Bimbo sent by the Father,

with songs suffused bear tidings

of joy, happiness and great hope.

And the cold air leaves the outlet,

snowflakes divengon butterflies.

Pine curved wakes from sleep,

of spreading around the smell of resin.

Jesus in the stable, the cradle of his mother,

the star ... the light ... the smell of love,

joy to the heart and a joyful heart,

between snow and the frost is reborn ... a rose garden.

FULVIA MARCONI

I gave birth, and I am so proud

I gave birth, and I am so proud

the group which is very strong and compact;

arose tune at first sight:

each other is very friend sincere.

It flows between us fresh thinking,

we are true friends, everyone is satisfied;

together we form a beautiful picture

life and sail on a sailboat.

scriviam us a poem from the heart,

comes to the very fulminant;

theme favorite is, yes, love

a mo 'for the sake of Cavalcanti and Dante.

We sing our stories fervently

and even the beautiful Italy in an instant.

FRANCESCO MULE '

Vallecrosia, 20/02/2011 - ore 02.25

Amor

A mor who sings love never repents

love preached to my heart but love

Love gives all his heart 'other people

Amor that if very strong heat

Love that triggers pain without you

Love which overcomes all any grudge

Love that leads everyone to think well

Amor among many breasts you should

gay love that brings life into a vein

love that gives everything and takes nothing

Love that lies beneath a clear sky

Love that lifts you from the pains

Love 'that on gentle heart' gives full

Amor touching the sky with the hand

Love who always listens and speaks less

---------------------------------------------- -------

Love sustains man and the human world

Francis Mulè

POEMS BY ...
UNIT 150 years' OF ITALY

SEE waving a flag

See waving a flag

like a standard of honesty and of honor,

means to build a barrier

those who want to throw dishonor.

gather all hands in a row,

save this Italy with the ardor

of those soldiers who with haughty air

have died for their country and for his love .

Son green lawns of our land

and red is the fire that burns and ignites

the blood of those indomitable war

advances gall all the drama.

But white is not that color aberrations

and wraps of white wife and mother

FULVIA MARCONI - ANCONA

M. Jak Milosc Program 2

poetic pearls

WELCOME IN MY TIME!

Precious

masterpiece of our Creator.

appeared to me in all your splendor.

Watching

delight my eyes.

In your light dies

the night of my pain.

Birth of a new day,

a wonderful day.

I see the sun again.

Welcome to my time!

My world

black dress in beautiful,

beautiful colors of your lights,

is enriched your precious treasures, it smells

you.

Welcome to my time!

are no longer alone,

flight, flight

neverending blue,

breathing air of happiness ...

He left the chaos in my mind.

Welcome to my time!

not go away, please,

Clinging to you

not plummet into the abyss of loneliness.

MARIO FESTIVAL

and I will come '

And I will come to meet you,

that day

I finish the account of my days, I

I know it will be like a dream

in a swirl of colored lights,

in the luminous wake

of the road that leads to happiness

.

love You'll be there,

waiting for my arrival,

to fly me, and I

light as air

'll be joining you finally

heart pounding,

like the first time

you took me by the hand

gently.

LINDA PONDS

Dews

A tired pink dried up, withered

by the merciless sun,

that, regardless, burns

to take your breath away ,

now lets go

oblivion abandonment,

unwilling to fight.

Suddenly

a drop of dew,

slight relief to such burning.

Here is another one, sweet coolness.

Yet, to awaken the slumber.

Perhaps, perhaps, is not the end.

The night, though dark,

is dotted with stars.

Look at the sky! How wonderful!

Watch sun, is no longer an enemy.

All around a flight of butterflies,

decorate the air with colorful colors.

I like the pink one worn,

'm alone in this rugged way,

exhausted and abandoned.

you, my friends

like drops of dew,

down on me

to restore life.

LINDA PONDS

like feathers

light as a feather from the wing

driven wind

would fly in the sky

to touch the silver stars,

twirl gently

repose on the moon, lulled me

and finally sleep

up there in the firmament.

LINDA PONDS

How Many Electric Cars Sold

PEARL PEARL POETIC POETIC

POEMS OF MARIO PARTY

HAPPINESS '

Happiness comes suddenly,

when you least expect it.

Happiness is a moment.

same time

where you're going to grab it, taste it

,

fly away ...

Stronger Back

the daily pain.

cries in vain

your poor heart.

MY FRIEND

I leave the shell of my selfishness,

run run to you ... I think

you more than me.

are at your disposal,

is close to my heart

your plight.

My friend,

can not read

the sadness in your eyes.

I would like, I always see you smile ,

prevent loneliness harass,

put so much sweetness in your thoughts.,

write pages of joy

in the book of your time.

I, I bring you the infinite

the most beautiful things,

give you ideas for

solve all your problems.

My friend

can always count on me.

Call me, call

in time of need.

I will answer ...

my hand I never deny.

my friend.

'll give you everything without asking anything.

not want to see you cry,

my friend ...

MY HAPPINESS 'AND'

My happiness is

not feel alone,

know you are there, always.

found in the up and the party

and when the storm rages.

My happiness is

your immensity,

where

drown my thoughts.

My happiness is

your smile,

your peace of mind.

's wonderful!

To be lost in the maze

of your poetry,

immensity of your

and elegance,

find no way out,

is wonderful!

Traveling

in your precious world,

discover wonderful things

that I have ever seen,

forget the troubles,

's wonderful!

Being with you,

drown in the sea

of your sweetness,

learn many things

from your wisdom,

breathe the scent of

your virtues,

is wonderful!

I smile, I thought

can not do more,

reborn ...

Thank you,

now

wonderful experience for me!

For you,

you light the stars in my night

and write

beautiful in my eyes,

are willing to do

anything.

I want to give All

unpretentious.

THERE ARE WOMEN ...

In our society,

that says "advanced"

yet, there are women

abused, trampled,

women

experiencing domestic violence,

daily

even,

in the home;

carry heavy crosses

patiently

not dare to rebel, ...

not speak ...

There are women

helpless angels,

crying,

fear, suffering

silent

even die,

because of men

shady, violent,

sick of "superiority"

men

not know how to love .

There are women

you feel lonely,

please understand,

help and love, true love.

When, when every man

learn to respect,

and rightly considered

women, all women,

beautiful delicate

fragrant flowers?

Kates Playground Paypal

comment

HOW TO FEATHER

( Linda Ponds )

Need to escape and lightweight, these are the elements that emerge on a bully from the verses that make up this poem.

Verses agile, nuanced descriptions in keeping with the character and sincere and elegant style of the author.

' ' I fly in the sky / to touch the silver stars'' ; groped to find a coveted pleasure and do not forget, soar into the center of the sky and even higher, reaching the stars and the moon.

desire to be, maybe only for a moment, the queen of a space to represent the harmony of a quiet life.

' ' And finally sleep / up in the sky'' ... a complex and hidden emotion, a verse from thousand meanings.

dream, illusion, surrender, or only hope ...?

What is the attraction that most fascinates the poet?

Maybe ' ' that breath of the wind'' accomplice of the dream that has not yet dared to''dream''?

'' How feather ''... a noble sentiment expressed with tenderness

Acc Fulvia Marconi President Reg . Universum-cultural associations


DEW DROPS - AND I WILL '

PONDS OF LINDA

; The poet Linda Ponds, now, has been shown to have particular artistic spark.

Dew Drops''''E''and''I will come in two poems that draw our literary tradition, characterized by the pure writing that has always characterized the style of the poet.

heartfelt verses, leading to the hope, alluding to the wounds that life inflicts too often. The need for the sudden drop of dew to quench his thirst for affection, shows how Linda needs lifeblood bestowed by the feeling of solidarity. All around a flight of butterflies''''

's rise to the hope, the color returning to exist and the pink dried up, gain strength. More gently passionate''and''I will come.

''And I will come to meet you / that day / I've finished the account of my day /''

... I have finished the account of my days ...

Towards highly internalized, filled with ill-concealed melancholy. It 's time that the shadows are lifted up and leave room for more colorful rainbows everyday life of our poet.

to, that Linda, who cominciano33.6 find favor in the various competitions in which the judges are''tentatively''part. In the space of a short time, his poetry seems to have evolved the pink shrunken that he can finally find a drop of dew.

Congratulations to the delicacy of the direction of Linda Ponds.

Fulvia Marconi

Cheerleading Fundraiser Dunk Tank

poetic pearls

comment

Where To Get You Wedding Dress Made In Thailand

MARIO PARTY OF POETIC

POETRY POETRY ... ...

"infinity" that feeds the soul ...

Mario Party

sings friendship, love, infinite energy, which "moves "

life, addresses the social and environmental problems ...

With his rhymes explore the hidden depths of the soul.

HYMN TO YOU

There is poetry in your immensity.

Your smile goes sweetness.

Fascinosa pink

you

more scents of spring!

Honey, wisdom,

infinite patience,

sensitivity, virtuosity

write

your greatness.

There melancholy

abyss of light

of your eyes,

clear crystals

sun ...

Problems,

concerns, disappointments

never leaves you.

you alone, too alone.

With your small boat

you must face the dangerous sea

of life.

But you're strong, strong,

not you surrender,

defend yourself from the dangers,

go forward, always forward.

Stella beautiful

your light

the good leads.

You, are exceptional,

"precious" that might as well ..

Who has the good fortune to know

not you forget it.

\\

two solitudes

Two solitudes

swim in the immensity of cosmic

...

Two solitudes break down

the wall of selfishness,

open ...

you seek,

meet.

Two solitudes break

the cosmic silence,

dialogue ...

Two solitudes

vanish ...

A new

" vital essence. "

There is no longer an "I" ...

a "you".

There "we" ...

your strength,

my strength ...

we are a rock,

nothing frightens us.

We write the most beautiful poem in the book

time.

We will walk

ensemble,

joyously

the streets of life

to the future ...

MAGIC OF A MEETING

A face ...

Your beautiful face

suffused with melancholy and sweetness

,

strikes me

Shakes

my eyes ...

you breath ...

inebriating

of your perfume,

I wake up, reborn,

really alive,

intensely.

In your light at night dies

of my solitude.

comes a new day,

a special day.

I get lost in the meanders gently

of your world gold

between

beautiful flowers and countless treasures.

wonderful new way I walk ... I

soften thoughts.

smile ... I'm happy ....

A meeting

can mean so much,

when encountering

an exceptional woman.

MAGIC OF A NIGHT

not cry.

Tace all melancholy

takes me joy.

smile,

after so long,

again

smile.

Tonight,

not swallow poison,

I feel peaceful.

Meeting carefree.

It seems that return

blessed childhood.

Tonight,

I am reborn.

Everything seems more beautiful.

Tonight,

happens to me?

I do not understand the magic of this evening!

In my dull world

there is a big news:

you, true wealth,

are here with me tonight ...

noble creature ,

losing myself in your immensity,

tonight

I live

the most extraordinary

adventure.

AN ANGEL

Suddenly,

unexpectedly

an angel walking the streets

infinite

arrives in my world.

opens the door of the prison

of my loneliness,

gives me freedom.

air of novelty,

plays a suave

divine music,

embrace the immensity.

An angel is near me.

comforts me,

dries my tears and gently

me heal the wounds.

an angel to save me,

lights my path.

Finally

next to me is

an angel, the angel

mine.