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Breakfast Bowl by adaraforever Pure Pious Opalware;No Bone,No Bone Ash Used White Stone Look Recyclable #opalware #recyclable #bowl #kitchenware #arulchaturvedi #adaraforever https://www.instagram.com/p/B3_Sh9AJcGu/?igshid=1igyehamcwfoh
The Fondest memories are made when gathered around the table with Laopala's wide range of tableware for every occasion and every mood . . . . . #LaOpala #tableware #opalware #lifestyle#tabledecor #vegetarian #instadeco #boneashfree#crockery #healthylifestyle #microwavesafe#dishwashersafe #durable #breakresistant#instadailys #homeessentials #instatrend#kitchenessentials #collection #sovrana #novo#classique #ivory #quadra #kitchensofinstagram#homewares (at Sanjeev Agencies) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0XwVD5H5ZQ/?igshid=h4whh0jtoxm
The dreaming of the heart - poem by me
As time goes by, magic begins.
Eternal hearts one day sing
Hope springs, with kindest word.
The dreaming of the heart
Learning love, warming joy.
For every girl and every boy.
Freeing whims, sleeping smiles.
The dreaming of the heart
Looking in into the past, seeing when we were in our youth
Knowing our future looks so new.
Feeling in the love.
Walking hand in golden hand, the sun shine blooming down
Treating others, with greeting hugs.
Spreading all the blending scenes
Knowing soon, a warming room.
In the dreaming of the heart
In the dreaming of the heart.
copyright opalware 2011
Our Golden Days - poem written by me.
Watching the ocean waves
Watching the seagulls fly
Joyous news is free
They can clearly say
"These are golden days"
Walking in fields of gold
Soaking in the sun
Where roses once had sprung
And they all will say
"These are golden days,
These are golden days"
Calling the sounds of spring
Climbing summers arm
Wishing in autumns land
One day they all will say
"These are golden days"
Ages past, hold on strong
Reading the lines of love
Folding heart of ours
Time fades, all will say
"Here are golden days,
Now are our golden days"
As time slowly fades
We all will say
"Here are our golden days,
Live our golden days"
Opalware copyright 2012