<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:48:12.464-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijos nao sao contratos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>429</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8509323389732269785</id><published>2008-01-08T23:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:32:58.766-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R4TLUfOQugI/AAAAAAAABe4/MrQTZ8ied_w/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153467426457827842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R4TLUfOQugI/AAAAAAAABe4/MrQTZ8ied_w/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Despedida&lt;br /&gt;Aqui passei os melhores dias de minha vida, fiz&lt;br /&gt;amigos, muitos dos quais, me acompanharao para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;E hora de olhar para tras e ver por tudo o que ja passei.&lt;br /&gt;Sem duvida, muitas tristezas e conflitos mas,&lt;br /&gt;felizmente, por inumeros bons momentos,&lt;br /&gt;de alegria, de vitorias e de cumplicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Devo esquecer aqueles que me impuseram obstaculos&lt;br /&gt;infundados e agradecer aqueles que me impulsionaram adiante.&lt;br /&gt;E hora, mais do que nunca, de valorizar as amizades&lt;br /&gt;e os conhecimentos adquiridos aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Agora saio-me muito triste,nao estou tendo tempo&lt;br /&gt;para atualizar o blog,agradeco a todos q aqui&lt;br /&gt;passaram e me fizeram e fazem muito feliz,porque conquistei&lt;br /&gt;grandes Amigos,beijos a todos...&lt;br /&gt;FIQUEM COM DEUS.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8509323389732269785?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8509323389732269785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8509323389732269785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8509323389732269785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R32W4_OQueI/AAAAAAAABeo/TQIb0j6sAuw/s1600-h/jesus_sorrindo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151439454569806306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R32W4_OQueI/AAAAAAAABeo/TQIb0j6sAuw/s320/jesus_sorrindo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O maior Homem na historia, &lt;div align="center"&gt;JESUS CRISTO, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao teve nenhum empregado, no entanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chamaram-no Soberano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao teve nenhum diploma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto chamaram-no Mestre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao tinha nenhum medicamento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto chamaram-no Medico dos Medicos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao teve nenhum exercito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto os reis a ele se curvaram e se curvarao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao ganhou nenhuma batalha militar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto conquistou o mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao cometeu nenhum crime,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto o crucificaram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi sepultado num tumulo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no entanto vive hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me honrado por servir tal chefe que me Ama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4800264195116823090?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4800264195116823090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3928331895909543559</id><published>2008-01-03T00:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T00:26:56.742-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arriscar e viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rir e arriscar-se a parecer louco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorar e arriscar-se a parecer sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estender a mao para o outro e arriscar-se a se envolver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Expor seus sentimentos e arriscar-se a expor seu eu verdadeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar e arriscar-se a nao ser amado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Expor suas ideias e sonhos ao publico e arriscar-se a perder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viver e arriscar-se a morrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ter esperança e arriscar-se a sofrer decepcao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tentar e arriscar-se a falhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas...e preciso correr riscos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque o maior azar da vida e nao arriscar nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pessoas que nao arriscam, que nada fazem, nada sao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Podem estar evitando o sofrimento e a tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas assim nao podem aprender, sentir, crescer, mudar, amar, viver...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acorrentadas as suas atitudes, sao escravas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abrem mao de sua liberdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a pessoa que se arrisca e livre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arriscar-se e perder o pe por algum tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao se arriscar e perder a vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autoria de: Sobrem Kiekegaard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3928331895909543559?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3928331895909543559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3928331895909543559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3928331895909543559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3928331895909543559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2008/01/rir-e-arriscar-se-parecer-louco.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3259006176341811174</id><published>2008-01-02T09:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T09:55:41.015-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;   Repensar a vida consiste em rever valores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Receber o inevitavel serenamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depositar ao leito do regato antigos pudores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aceitar o que a vida nos reserva inteiramente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E existir sem temor de ser feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E padecer e abrigar a angustia da alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tendo ciencia que somos meros aprendizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Intentar nao perecer, mantendo a calma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rebuscando meu bau encontrei registros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Induziram-me a repensar quantos atos impensados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De que adiantou tanta vigilancia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Tudo era sinistro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao tive muitas opcoes, aceitei meus fardos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O temor... a dor foi inevitável.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girei entre a loucura e a sanidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gritei por paz, por amor inesgotavel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Repensando a vida... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grito por serenidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neide Salles    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3259006176341811174?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3259006176341811174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3259006176341811174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3259006176341811174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3259006176341811174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2008/01/repensar-vida-consiste-em-rever-valores.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5851159366480798083</id><published>2008-01-01T00:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:53:34.411-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3mqz_OQudI/AAAAAAAABec/fWxdWl59zFU/s1600-h/lugarespecialcoracao1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150335458996173266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3mqz_OQudI/AAAAAAAABec/fWxdWl59zFU/s320/lugarespecialcoracao1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Certa vez perguntaram a uma mae qual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;era seu filho preferido, aquele que ela mais amava. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ela, deixando entrever um sorriso, respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"nada e mais voluvel que um coracao de mae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E, como mae, lhe respondo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o filho dileto, aquele a quem me dedico de corpo e alma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o meu filho doente, ate que sare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que partiu, ate que volte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O que esta cansado, ate que descanse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que esta com fome, ate que se alimente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que esta com sede, ate que beba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que esta estudando, ate que aprenda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que esta nu, ate que se vista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que nao trabalha, ate que se empregue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O que namora, ate que se case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que casa, ate que conviva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que e pai, ate que os crie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que prometeu, ate que se cumpra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que deve, ate que pague. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que chora, ate que cale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que je me deixou, ate que o reencontre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5851159366480798083?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5851159366480798083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3222392764009644585</id><published>2007-12-30T01:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:43:32.922-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; MENTIRA&lt;br /&gt;Nunca use a mentira , nunca fale debalde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sejas sempre digno e honesto, jamais diga bobagem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fale sempre como homem, mostre sempre lealdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sejas homem o tempo todo, falando sempre a verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu exemplo ajuda o mundo, cada gesto uma licao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por isso tome cuidado, quando tomares decisao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Use sempre a consciencia, resista as tentacoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se fores justo com todos, conquistaras multidoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venca sempre a ti mesmo, nao mude a tua imagem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para falar a verdade, nunca percas a coragem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao vacile um instante, para ter capacidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De com tua fe e amor, chegar ate Deus na eternidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para teres forca necessaria, para ajudar os dignos de piedade&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os momentos da vida, procure sempre ajudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que deres espiritualmente, nunca procure cobrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O bem que fizeres ao teu proximo, so Deus pode recompensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando tu menos esperas, a recompensa vira&lt;br /&gt;Fale sempre a verdade, em qualquer situacao que estejas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos momentos dificeis da vida, acredite, para que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deus te proteja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele esta em toda parte, mesmo que muitos nao vejam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Protege todas as vidas, que estao na natureza&lt;br /&gt;Não use a hipocrisia, para nao te envergonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mentira tem pernas curtas, dura ate a verdade chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao apague tua luz, para nas trevas ficar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para no caminho de Deus, poder sempre caminhar...&lt;br /&gt;O homem se avalia, pelas suas acoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mentira e baixeza, a verdade e elevacao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O mentiroso nao enxerga, vive na escuridao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu corpo e uma casa vazia, sem porta e sem patrao&lt;br /&gt;E um deposito de lixo, um tunel na escuridao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao entra nem sai coisa boa, so lixo e podridao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ali fica o resto de tudo, do mal e habitacao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E obra-prima do maligno, condutor da perdicao&lt;br /&gt;E agua contaminada, lama que nao seca e nao sai do lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao e como a agua limpa, que vai a sede matar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E uma escuridao que fica, ate a verdade chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem a usa fica cego, e nunca podera enxergar&lt;br /&gt;E a alma do covarde, de quem perdeu a razao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem esqueceu de si mesmo, e vive na escuridao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De quem tem medo da verdade, e se sente um ladrao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque roubou de si mesmo, a honra de cidadao&lt;br /&gt;Alo - Espirito de Luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psicografada Pelo Medium Rui Sousa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3222392764009644585?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5393632234086854701</id><published>2007-12-29T10:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:55:25.043-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3Z7gvOQubI/AAAAAAAABeI/KnwFBu5sL4Y/s1600-h/poesia...bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149439026307054002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3Z7gvOQubI/AAAAAAAABeI/KnwFBu5sL4Y/s320/poesia...bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5393632234086854701?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3RbP_OQuaI/AAAAAAAABeA/O3nPMq5jjMQ/s72-c/aaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4465204092854582540</id><published>2007-12-27T23:46:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:47:41.544-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3RVy_OQuVI/AAAAAAAABdY/1EE1P0KpIbc/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148834608444389714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3RVy_OQuVI/AAAAAAAABdY/1EE1P0KpIbc/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VIVER NAO DOI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Carlos Drumond de Andrade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definitivo, como tudo o que e simples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nossa dor nao advem das coisas vividas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas das coisas que foram sonhadase nao se cumpriram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que sofremos tanto por amor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O certo seria a gente nao sofrer,apenas agradecer&lt;br /&gt;por termos conhecidouma pessoa tao bacana,que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gerou em nos um sentimento intensoe que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos fez companhia por um tempo razoavel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um tempo feliz.Sofremos por que?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque automaticamente esquecemoso que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foi desfrutado e passamos a sofrerpelas nossas projecoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irrealizadas,por todas as cidades que gostariamosde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ter conhecido ao lado do nosso amore nao conhecemos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por todos os filhos quegostariamos de ter tido junto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nao tivemos,por todos os shows e livros e silencios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que gostariamos de ter compartilhado,e nao compartilhamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por todos os beijos cancelados,pela eternidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sofremos nao porque nosso trabalho e desgastante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e paga pouco, mas por todas as horas livres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que deixamos de ter para ir ao cinema,para conversar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com um amigo,para nadar, para namorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sofremos nao porque nossa mae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e impaciente conosco,mas por todos os momentos em que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poderiamos estar confidenciando a ela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nossas mais profundas angustias se ela estivesse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;interessadaem nos compreender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sofremos nao porque nosso time perdeu,mas pela euforia sufocada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sofremos nao porque envelhecemos,mas porque o futuro esta sendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;confiscado de nós, impedindo assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que mil aventuras nos aconteçam,todas aquelas com as quais sonhamos e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca chegamos a experimentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como aliviar a dor do que nao foi vivido?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A resposta e simples como um verso:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se iludindo menos e vivendo mais!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cada dia que vivo,mais me convenço de que o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desperdicio da vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esta no amor que nao damos,nas forcas que nao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;usamos,na prudência egoista que nada arrisca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que, esquivando-se do sofrimento,perdemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tambem a felicidade.A dor é inevitável.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sofrimento e opcional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4465204092854582540?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4465204092854582540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4465204092854582540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-1517648178430130446</id><published>2007-12-25T00:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:34:21.300-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3BpSPOQuRI/AAAAAAAABc0/1LhlLCoWrcM/s1600-h/20071126094427_89guqa1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147730136129386770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3BpSPOQuRI/AAAAAAAABc0/1LhlLCoWrcM/s320/20071126094427_89guqa1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se pudesse um pedido fazer,&lt;br /&gt;Faco o pedido de prosperidade. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Se pudesse um sonho realizar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realizo o sonho de ter paz no meu coracao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E fornecer paz para aqueles que tanto se angustiam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se pudesse eu faria de todos os dias, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O dia de natal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para que todos usassem a solidariedade para um sorriso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer nascer no rosto de mais uma inocente crianca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que seja mais que brinquedos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais que doces, mais que Papai Noel… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja sim presença do calor humano, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para harmonizar dias que parecem infinitos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo a voce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que este natal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja uma dadiva para reconhecer coisas que possam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lhe fazer crescer no amor mais e mais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te desejo um maravilhoso Natal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que sonhos possam preencher sua vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E te fazer um novo sonhador em busca de paz e felicidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feliz Natal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fabiana Thais Oliveira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1517648178430130446?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1517648178430130446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1517648178430130446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1517648178430130446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arvore de Natal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sendo uma planta que cresce em sentido vertical,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; apontando para o ceu, a arvore e considerada por &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muitos como "intermediaria entre o ceu e a terra". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A arvore luminosa, colorida, enfeitada, e uma das tradicoes do Natal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; E costume da Antiguidade e vem de rituais pagaos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; bastante sedimentados e absorvidos pelos cristaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha inumeras versoes sobre sua origem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando o mundo foi criado, nos diz a lenda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus deixou o pinheiro com folhas asperas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; fazendo-o sempre se lamentar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para reparar o mal e para que a arvore parasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; de se queixar, fez com que ela fosse o unico vegetal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; que conserva suas folhas no inverno e que pelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; menos uma vez ao ano teria o brilho das luzes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Isso nos lembra a vida e a imortalidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; E Natal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ha arvores decoradas por toda parte:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; nos centros comerciais, nas ruas, nas residencias... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enfim, onde existam coracoes abertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; para comemorar o aniversario de Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ele e o tronco da arvore da vida, nos os ramos; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os ramos darao frutos se permanecerem unidos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao tronco, que lhes fornece a seiva da vida divina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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a palavra magica que faltava nesta manha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e vem expressar a voce,o maravilhoso amanhecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que lhe desejo, repleto de amor,prosperidade e paz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje certamente, tudo dara certo,o seu caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; sera suavizado pela brisa do ar,que chegara ate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;voce de mansinho,trazendo com ela o aroma das&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; flores, que darao colorido ao seu dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo isso Deus coloca ao nosso alcance,para avaliarmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; o magnifico presente de estarmos vivos e sobretudo podermos dizer: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom Dia!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu gosto muito de voce e lhe desejo mil alegrias!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8441370922703798026</id><published>2007-12-19T23:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:54:54.156-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3BwmfOQuUI/AAAAAAAABdQ/VQjGBmHtScM/s1600-h/adn003.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3BwAPOQuTI/AAAAAAAABdI/B_LPCTqXd1s/s1600-h/adn001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147737523473135922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R3BwAPOQuTI/AAAAAAAABdI/B_LPCTqXd1s/s320/adn001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meu melhor presente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e ter minha familia presente,&lt;br /&gt;ter caixinhas coloridas na imaginacao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas cheias de beijos e abracos perfeitos de afeto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu melhor presente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e acordar e saber que muito mais que o papai noel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mais um dia nasce, e as pessoas que amo, estao vivas e alegres. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu melhor presente de natal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o dinheiro nao pode comprar, mas sim a vontade de fazer algo maior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Natal e epoca de festa, mas a melhor festa que se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode fazer e dentro da imaginacao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando imaginamos o que de melhor podemos fazer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para alegrar aqueles que amamos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu melhor presente de natal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e estar aqui agora, podendo te oferecer meus sinceros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cumprimentos de uma vida feliz e cheia de paz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para o novo ano prestes a nascer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feliz Natal e um Prospero Ano Novo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabiana Thais Oliveira &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8441370922703798026?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8441370922703798026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8441370922703798026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6896035450755173031</id><published>2007-12-18T22:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:44:21.083-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2hiT_OQuMI/AAAAAAAABcM/j0HCrYvfxUo/s1600-h/rita.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145470669799078082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2hiT_OQuMI/AAAAAAAABcM/j0HCrYvfxUo/s320/rita.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Existe somente uma idade para ser feliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente uma epoca na vidade cada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pessoa em que e posivel sonhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E fazer planos e ter alegria bastantepara realiza-los...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Essa idade tao fugaz na vida da gentechama-se &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRESENTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tem a duracao do instante que passa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6896035450755173031?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6896035450755173031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6896035450755173031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4088904386632887695</id><published>2007-12-17T10:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:06:06.968-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zx_POQuLI/AAAAAAAABcE/t7Eq0F-WWR4/s1600-h/1900010g.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144924955549415602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zx_POQuLI/AAAAAAAABcE/t7Eq0F-WWR4/s320/1900010g.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Criando a propria vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Criamos continuamente possibilidades em torno de nos,&lt;br /&gt;mas nos surpreendemos quando elas acontecem.&lt;br /&gt;Vigie bem suas ideias e observe como elas criam sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguem pensa que e um fracasso, que nao vai fazer nada na vida...&lt;br /&gt;Realmente, essa pessoa nao ira fazer nada&lt;br /&gt;porque sua ideia esta criando essa realidade!&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais ela achar que nao, Cria-se um cIrculo vicioso!&lt;br /&gt;Quem pensa que vai ter sucesso, e bem-sucedido.&lt;br /&gt;Experimente e voce ficara admirado;&lt;br /&gt;algumas vezes, nem vai acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;Se um homem pensa que jamais encontrara um amigo, ele nao encontrara.&lt;br /&gt;Ergueu em torno de si a muralha da China.&lt;br /&gt;Nao esta disponivel e pronto!&lt;br /&gt;Ele precisa provar que sua ideia esta certa e...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que alguem se aproxime com grande cordialidade,&lt;br /&gt;sera rejeitado porque ele precisa provar sua ideia;&lt;br /&gt;esta muito comprometido com ela!&lt;br /&gt;E pouco a pouco todos se tornarao seus inimigos.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, observe bem o que pensa e o que deseja..&lt;br /&gt;Observe a sua mente.&lt;br /&gt;Voce esta constantemente criando o que vai colher da sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;Quer chova ou faca sol.&lt;br /&gt;Se e assim, melhor que faca sol, nao e mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto retirado do livro Va com Calma, de Osho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4088904386632887695?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4088904386632887695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4088904386632887695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4088904386632887695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4088904386632887695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/criando-propria-vida-criamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zx_POQuLI/AAAAAAAABcE/t7Eq0F-WWR4/s72-c/1900010g.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4067384179546855407</id><published>2007-12-17T10:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:35:15.435-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zp3_OQuKI/AAAAAAAABb8/c1rw_Muyh4s/s1600-h/ros015.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144916034902341794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zp3_OQuKI/AAAAAAAABb8/c1rw_Muyh4s/s320/ros015.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha pessoas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que querem ser bonitas para chamar a atencao... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outras desejam a inteligencia para serem admiradas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas ha algumas que procuram cultivar a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alma e os Sentimentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Essas alcançam a admiracao de todos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; porque alem de belas e inteligentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tornam-se realmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; PESSOAS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4067384179546855407?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4067384179546855407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4067384179546855407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4067384179546855407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4067384179546855407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2Zp3_OQuKI/AAAAAAAABb8/c1rw_Muyh4s/s72-c/ros015.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8961405688899480960</id><published>2007-12-16T00:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:27:55.651-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2motvOQuNI/AAAAAAAABcU/7hhU-HD5__s/s1600-h/Loka.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145829552971364562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2motvOQuNI/AAAAAAAABcU/7hhU-HD5__s/s320/Loka.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O Tempo &lt;div align="center"&gt;O vento toca o meu rosto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembrando-me que o tempo se vai com ele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levando em suas asas os meus dias, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desta vida passageira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas certezas, meus conceitos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas virtudes, meus defeitos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada pode dete-lo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O tempo se vai, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas algo eu sempre guardarei... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O teu amor, que um dia eu encontrei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus sonhos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O vento nao pode levar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A esperanca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontrei no teu olhar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus sonhos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A areia nao vai enterrar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque a vida recebi ao te encontrar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos teus bracos nao importa o tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So existe o momento de sonhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sabedoriadosmestres.com/o_tempo.html"&gt;http://www.sabedoriadosmestres.com/o_tempo.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8961405688899480960?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8961405688899480960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8961405688899480960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8961405688899480960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8961405688899480960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2motvOQuNI/AAAAAAAABcU/7hhU-HD5__s/s72-c/Loka.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7479432508361439065</id><published>2007-12-15T00:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:16:17.465-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2UaofOQuJI/AAAAAAAABb0/gnBDavTmS08/s1600-h/semana6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144547432219064466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2UaofOQuJI/AAAAAAAABb0/gnBDavTmS08/s320/semana6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determinacao, coragem e autoconfianca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao fatores decisivos para o sucesso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nao importam quais sejam os obstaculos e as dificuldades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se estivermos possuidos de uma inabalavel determinacao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;conseguiremos supera-los. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Independentemente das circunstancias, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;devemos ser sempre humildes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recatados e despidos de orgulho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7479432508361439065?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7479432508361439065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7479432508361439065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7479432508361439065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7479432508361439065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2UaofOQuJI/AAAAAAAABb0/gnBDavTmS08/s72-c/semana6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-9171537035496450044</id><published>2007-12-14T00:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:38:24.800-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2mrVvOQuOI/AAAAAAAABcc/gPnTOe4cIx4/s1600-h/Loka.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145832439189387490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2mrVvOQuOI/AAAAAAAABcc/gPnTOe4cIx4/s320/Loka.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentativa&lt;br /&gt;E melhor tentar e falhar que se preocupar e ver a vida passar;&lt;br /&gt;E melhor tentar ainda que seja em vao que&lt;br /&gt;sentar-se fazendo nada ate o final;&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro na chuva caminhar que em dias&lt;br /&gt;tristes em casa me esconder.&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro ser feliz embora louco,&lt;br /&gt;que em conformidade viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Rebeca Dantas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-9171537035496450044?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2EzXb6Tn7I/AAAAAAAABaw/k3DUMoQ45iQ/s1600-h/3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Procure os seus caminhos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas nao magoe ninguem nessa procura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arrependa-se, volte atras, peca perdao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao se acostume com o que nao o faz feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;revolte-se quando julgar necessario. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alague seu coracao de esperancas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas nao deixe que ele se afogue nelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se achar que precisa voltar, volte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se perceber que precisa seguir, siga! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se estiver tudo errado, comece novamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se estiver tudo certo, continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se sentir saudades, mate-a.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se perder um amor, nao se perca! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se o achar, segure-o!"&lt;br /&gt;(Fernando Pessoa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7991868715217917328?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7991868715217917328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7991868715217917328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7991868715217917328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7991868715217917328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/procure-os-seus-caminhos-mas-nao-magoe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R2EzXb6Tn7I/AAAAAAAABaw/k3DUMoQ45iQ/s72-c/3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-690060658213925366</id><published>2007-12-12T11:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:26:38.617-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1_c676Tn4I/AAAAAAAABaY/ac5IoCbjUqs/s1600-h/love1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143072204553166722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1_c676Tn4I/AAAAAAAABaY/ac5IoCbjUqs/s320/love1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor e algo que se sente&lt;br /&gt;independente da vontade de alguem e e um sentimento muito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pessoal e como uma impressao digital por isso nao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;existirao nunca dois amores iguais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor nao a para ser entendido nem correspondido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Amor e para ser vivido compartilhado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nunca cobrado Sempre oferecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidaeamor.spaces.live.com/mmm2006-09-13_01.00/?start=40#imgAnch41"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo em que se parece com um passaro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; arredio e desconfiado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Porque parece nos abandonar as vezes sem que n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;os tenhamos dado conta.&lt;br /&gt;Amor e muito confundido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; As vezes por nao conhecermos a fundo o nome de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outros sentimentos confundimos muito do que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; sentimos com amor ou com a falta dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidaeamor.spaces.live.com/mmm2006-09-13_01.00/?start=20#imgAnch39"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas e impossivel Sem ele nao he vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao haveria sorrisos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem tantas outras coisas que julgamos boas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas que so existem por causa da existencia do Amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-690060658213925366?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/690060658213925366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=690060658213925366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/690060658213925366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/690060658213925366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/amor-algo-que-se-sente-independente-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1_c676Tn4I/AAAAAAAABaY/ac5IoCbjUqs/s72-c/love1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-1782378966076589001</id><published>2007-12-11T14:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T11:21:20.486-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu nome e felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Faco parte da vida daqueles que tem amigos, pois ter amigos e ser Feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Faco parte da vida daqueles&lt;br /&gt;que vivem cercados por pessoas como voce,&lt;br /&gt;pois viver assim e ser Feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Faco parte da vida daqueles&lt;br /&gt;que acreditam que ontem e passado,&lt;br /&gt;amanha e futuro e hoje e uma dadiva, pois isso e chamado presente.&lt;br /&gt;Faco parte da vida daqueles que acreditam na força do Amor,&lt;br /&gt;que acreditam que para uma historia bonita nao há ponto final.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou casada, sabiam?Sou casada com o Tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Ah...O tempo e lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Ele resolve todos os problemas.&lt;br /&gt;Ele reconstroi corações, ele cura machucados.&lt;br /&gt;ele vence a Tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juntos, eu e o Tempo tivemos tres filhos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade, a Sabedoria e o Amor.&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade é a filha mais velha.&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina linda, sincera, alegre.&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade brilha como o sol...&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade une pessoas, pretende nunca ferir, sempre consolar.&lt;br /&gt;A do meio e a Sabedoria...&lt;br /&gt;culta, integra, sempre foi mais apegada ao Pai, o Tempo.&lt;br /&gt;A Sabedoria e o Tempo andam sempre juntos!&lt;br /&gt;O cacula é o Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! como esse me da trabalho!&lt;br /&gt;E teimoso, as vezes só quer morar em um lugar...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vivo dizendo:&lt;br /&gt;Amor, voce foi feito para morar em dois coracpes, nao em apenas um...&lt;br /&gt;O Amor e complexo, mas e lindo, muito lindo!&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele começa a fazer estragos eu chamo logo o pai dele,&lt;br /&gt;o Tempo...e ai o Tempo sai fechando todas as feridas que o Amor abriu!&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa muito importante me ensinou uma coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo no final sempre da certo, se ainda nao deu,&lt;br /&gt;e porque nao chegou o final.Por isso,&lt;br /&gt;acredite sempre na minha familia!&lt;br /&gt;Acredite no Tempo, na Amizade, na Sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;e principalmente no Amor...&lt;br /&gt;Ai, com certeza um dia, eu, a Felicidade, baterei&lt;br /&gt;a sua porta!Tenha Tempo para os Sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Eles conduzem sua carruagem para as Estrelas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/msgs.phpid=31197&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1782378966076589001?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1782378966076589001/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1782378966076589001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1782378966076589001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1782378966076589001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/meu-nome-e-felicidade-faco-parte-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8153936978705383291</id><published>2007-12-10T01:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:08:55.884-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1yuDL6Tn0I/AAAAAAAABZ4/L64nwN2j1yk/s1600-h/comentgasparzinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142176244310449986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1yuDL6Tn0I/AAAAAAAABZ4/L64nwN2j1yk/s320/comentgasparzinho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nao entregue a direcao de&lt;br /&gt;sua vida a ninguem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Tome a tua vida em tuas maos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nao entregue a direcao dela a ninguem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por mais que te amem, por mais que desejem o teu bem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so voce e capaz de saber o que realmente sente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E aquilo que voce passa de impressao para os outros, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem sempre corresponde ao que vai na sua alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Quantas vezes voce ja sorriu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para disfarcar uma lagrima teimosa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantas vezes quis gritar e sufocou o pranto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Quantas vezes quis sair correndo de algum lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ficou por educacao, respeito ou medo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantas vezes tudo o que voce desejou era apenas um abraço. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um consolo, uma palavra amiga e so recebeu ingratidao?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Quantos passos foram necessarios para chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate onde voce chegou? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Criticar e facil, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas usar o seu sapato ninguem quer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; vestir as suas dores ninguem quer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber dos seus problemas, so se for por curiosidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por isso, nao entregue a sua vida nas maos de ninguem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nada de acreditar que sem essa ou aquela pessoa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;voce nao vai viver¿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vai viver sim, o mundo continua girando e, se voce deixar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pode te trazer algo muito melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Pegue a direcao da sua vida e aponte para onde a placa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;diz "caminho do sol, bem na curva da felicidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que te espera sem pressa, para viver com amor e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; intensidade, a paz, a harmonia e a felicidade".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Texto de Alex de Oxossi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8153936978705383291?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8153936978705383291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8153936978705383291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8153936978705383291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8153936978705383291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1yuDL6Tn0I/AAAAAAAABZ4/L64nwN2j1yk/s72-c/comentgasparzinho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-518068964496286007</id><published>2007-12-08T11:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T10:03:10.412-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a forca do medo que tenho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao me impeca de ver o que anseio;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a morte de tudo em que acredito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao me tape os ouvidos e a boca;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e o que eu grito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a outra metade e silencio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a musica que eu ouço ao longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja linda, ainda que tristeza;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a mulher que eu amo seja pra sempre amada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo que distante;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e partida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a outra metade e saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que as palavras que eu falo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao sejam ouvidas como prece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nem repetidas com fervor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apenas respeitadas como a unica coisa que resta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A um homem inundado de sentimentos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e o que ouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a outra metade e o que calo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que essa minha vontade de ir embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se transforme na calma e na paz que eu mereco;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que essa tensao que me corroi por dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja um dia recompensada;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e o que penso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a outra metade e um vulcao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o medo da solidao se afaste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que o convivio comigo mesmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se torne ao menos suportavel;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o espelho reflita em meu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um doce sorriso que me lembro ter dado na infancia;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e a lembranca do que fui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A outra metade eu nao sei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nao seja preciso mais do que uma simples &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alegria para me fazer aquietar o espirito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que o teu silencio me fale cada vez mais;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e abrigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a outra metade e cansaco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a arte nos aponte uma resposta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo que ela nao saiba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que ninguem a tente complicar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque e preciso simplicidade para faze-la florescer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e plateia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a outra metade e cancao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que a minha loucura seja perdoada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque metade de mim e amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a outra metade... tambem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Oswaldo Montenegro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-518068964496286007?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/518068964496286007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=518068964496286007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/518068964496286007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/518068964496286007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/que-forca-do-medo-que-tenho-nao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7264068160774790701</id><published>2007-12-07T10:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:55:00.699-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soneto do Amor Total&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo-te tanto, meu amor ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao cante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O humano coracao com mais verdade ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo-te como amigo e como amante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Numa sempre diversa realidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo-te afim, de um calmo amor prestante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E te amo alem, presente na saudade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo-te, enfim, com grande liberdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dentro da eternidade e a cada instante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amo-te como um bicho, simplesmente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De um amor sem misterio e sem virtude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com um desejo macico e permanente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E de te amar assim, muito e amiude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que um dia em teu corpo de repente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hei de morrer de amar mais do que pude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vinicius de Moraes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7264068160774790701?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7264068160774790701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7264068160774790701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7264068160774790701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7264068160774790701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/12/soneto-do-amor-total-amo-te-tanto-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3859535102254098640</id><published>2007-12-05T17:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T14:43:52.007-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R16-Br6Tn1I/AAAAAAAABaA/9L5VB0xIgX0/s1600-h/tom-ross2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142756760680111954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R16-Br6Tn1I/AAAAAAAABaA/9L5VB0xIgX0/s320/tom-ross2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nao tenha pressa em chegar ao fim. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminhe com segurança e constancia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque tudo nos chegara na hora exata e mais oportuna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os frutos amadurecidos a forca nao sao tao saborosos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quanto os que amadurecem naturalmente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saiba esperar com paciencia e nao desanime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3859535102254098640?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3859535102254098640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3856413940857670259</id><published>2007-12-03T17:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:38:00.052-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tristeza nao tem fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felicidade sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A felicidade e como a gota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De orvalho numa petala de flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brilha tranquila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depois de leve oscila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E cai como uma lagrima de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A felicidade do pobre parece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A grande ilusao do carnaval&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A gente trabalha o ano inteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por um momento de sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra fazer a fantasia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De rei ou de pirata ou jardineira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra tudo se acabar na quarta feira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tristeza nao tem fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felicidade sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A felicidade e como a pluma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o vento vai levando pelo ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voa tao leve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas tem a vida breve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precisa que haja vento sem parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A minha felicidade esta sonhando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos olhos da minha namorada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E como esta noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passando, passando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em busca da madrugada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Falem baixo, por favor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra que ela acorde alegre como o dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oferecendo beijos de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tristeza nao tem fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felicidade sim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antonio Carlos Jobim (1927-1996) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e Vinicius de Moraes (1913-1980)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3856413940857670259?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3856413940857670259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3856413940857670259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1KC5L6TnwI/AAAAAAAABZY/5yYiFwyosNE/s1600-R/mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139314043744657154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1KC5L6TnwI/AAAAAAAABZY/cPuYVHuCOBI/s320/mulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O dia de hoje e um simples sonho;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o de amanha, uma vaga ilusao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, todo dia se bem vivido,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;faz de cada dia de ontem um sonho de felicidade e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de cada dia de amanha uma visao de esperanca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6103788475370989409?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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align="center"&gt;Esquecida da dor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E do amor que deixa pra traz...&lt;br /&gt;La vai ela...Profana do tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insana do amor...Alada nos sonhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luz de um querer...&lt;br /&gt;Nos pes calca a forca guerreira...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos cabelos leva a flor do amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No corpo usa apenas veus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tem um aroma de flor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a beleza que traduz o amor...&lt;br /&gt;Sedutora passeia nua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Percorrendo as avenidas do tempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Falta ao compromisso marcado...&lt;br /&gt;Ao som do vento...Ela canta e baila...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixando seus veus ao vento voarem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sua beleza aflora tantos desejos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois ela e apenas a ilusao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dos sonhos teus... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2400830832218094163?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2400830832218094163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2400830832218094163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2400830832218094163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2400830832218094163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-amor-e-graca-que-encanta-nossa-vida-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R04tAYAyu-I/AAAAAAAABYY/HiiNR4H2Wcg/s72-c/Animation18.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6065097163110023871</id><published>2007-11-27T00:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T07:50:50.944-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R1J_kb6TnuI/AAAAAAAABZI/C-cXJJn1O_8/s1600-R/mensagens_de_natal_bea_tree2.gif"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/R04qKIAyu9I/AAAAAAAABYQ/n0zsb16N8Es/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-1953629444841398305</id><published>2007-11-24T09:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:03:03.379-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um amigo intimo - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O amigo que se torna inimigo fica incompreensivel;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; o inimigo que se torna amigo é um cofre aberto.&lt;br /&gt;A amizade e um meio de nos isolarmos da&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; humanidade cultivando algumas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;E preciso regar as flores sobre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o jazigo de amizades extintas.&lt;br /&gt;Como as plantas, a amizade nao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; deve ser muito nem pouco regada"&lt;br /&gt;Certas amizades comprometem a ideia de amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1953629444841398305?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1953629444841398305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1953629444841398305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1953629444841398305'/><link rel='self' 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FELIZ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mergulhe bem fundo no teu coracao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; arranque as magoas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e destrua as correntes que aprisionam a tua emocao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Exercite o perdao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pois assim teras a paz e seguiras livre na tua caminhada... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elimine os bloqueios espirituais e exercite a tua fe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que foi colocada um dia em teu ser para voce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; dar o salto para a vitoria e mudar a tua historia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Os limites so existem para quem desconhece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ou se esquece do potencial que tem dentro de si...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Elimine os preconceitos para que no teu relacionamento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haja entrega mutua, cumplicidade, dialogo aberto e sincero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Assim, voce construira uma alianca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; que o tempo nao podera destruir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pois sempre havera a bonanca ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deixa fluir a ternura que ha dentro de voce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; e cuida da tua vida sentimental como se cuida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; de um jardim antes que ela tenha fim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Certamente, para sempre teras alguem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao teu lado que te dara grandes emocoes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faca como o passarinho que teve a porta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; da gaiola aberta e voa ao encontro da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;liberdade e da felicidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bata asas em direcao ao teu ninho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; tenha so o ceu agora como limite e viva como &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus te criou e um dia planejou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Nao conheco o autor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4738490286549552149?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4738490286549552149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4738490286549552149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4738490286549552149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4738490286549552149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/livre-para-ser-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8467265321437559993</id><published>2007-11-18T23:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:30:13.038-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;voce pode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voce pode tocar meus labios se quiser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode me deitar na cama e senti-me como mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode sentir meu cheiro se desejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode simplesmente deitar ao meu lado e me ouvir respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somente saia quando eu deixar, por que voce aqui eu quero &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nao imagina o quanto te espero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode vir aqui e me fazer carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode deixar minha vida de lado que eu sigo seu caminho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode sentar ao meu lado me olhar nos olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me conte sobre seus planos, seus propositos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas somente se va quando eu deixar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que voce aqui eu quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nao imagina o quanto eu te espero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somente me deixe quando eu pedir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que eu nao sou nada sem voce aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode ficar quieto ao meu lado, ja me deixa feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode me levar embora e me tratar como eu sempre quis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode me tomar nos bracos e ficar junto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a mim por horas se assim desejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pode simplesmente me dar a mao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; me olhar nos olhos, me sentir e me beijar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porem so se va quando eu deixar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que voce aqui eu quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nao imagina o quanto te espero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somente me deixe quando eu pedir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por que eu nao sou nada sem voce aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8467265321437559993?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8467265321437559993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8467265321437559993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8467265321437559993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8467265321437559993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/voce-pode.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7049659002353909385</id><published>2007-11-18T00:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:53:09.913-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rz-op4Ayu7I/AAAAAAAABYA/jcR1b1ca2uw/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134007537589468082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rz-op4Ayu7I/AAAAAAAABYA/jcR1b1ca2uw/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Toalha de Mesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Um novo pastor, recentemente formado, e sua esposa, que foram encarregados de reabrir uma igreja no bairro de Brooklyn, NY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chegaram no inicio de outubro, entusiasmados com a oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;Quando viram a igreja, observaram que havia muitos estragos e um grande trabalho a ser feito. Sem se deixar abater, estabeleceram como meta deixar tudo pronto para o primeiro servico: o &lt;strong&gt;culto de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trabalharam sem descanso, consertando o telhado, refazendo o piso, pintando... e, muito antes do Natal, em 18 de dezembro, tudo estava pronto!&lt;br /&gt;Mas, no dia seguinte, 19 de dezembro, desabou uma terrivel tempestade que durou por dois dias. No dia 21, o pastor foi até a igreja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu coracao doeu...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;viu que o telhado tinha quebrado e que uma grande area do revestimento de gesso decorado, da parede do santuario, logo atras do pulpito, havia caido.&lt;br /&gt;O pastor, enquanto limpava o chao, pensava em como resolver a situacao.&lt;br /&gt;No caminho de casa, pensando em adiar o culto de Natal, observava as vitrines, enfeitadas para a epoca, quando notou um bazar beneficente e parou por instantes.&lt;br /&gt;Uma linda toalha de mesa, de crochet, na cor marfim, com um crucifixo delicadamente bordado no centro chamou-lhe a atencao.&lt;br /&gt;Era do tamanho exato para cobrir o estrago atras do pulpito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comprou-a e voltou para a igreja.&lt;br /&gt;Comecou a nevar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apressou seus passos e quando chegava a porta da igreja, uma velha senhora vinha correndo em direcao contraria tentando pegar o onibus, o que nao conseguiu.&lt;br /&gt;O pastor convidou-a a entrar para esperar pelo proximo, abrigando-se do frio que viria 45 minutos depois.&lt;br /&gt;Ela sentou-se num banco e nem prestava atencao no pastor que ja providenciava a instalacao da toalha de mesa na parede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ao terminar, afastou-se e pode admirar o quanto a toalha era linda e servia perfeitamente para esconder o estrago.&lt;br /&gt;Entao, o pastor notou a velha encaminhando-se para ele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu rosto estava livido e perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;Pastor, onde o senhor encontrou essa toalha de mesa?&lt;br /&gt;O pastor contou a historia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mulher pediu-lhe que examinasse o canto direito inferior para encontrar as iniciais&lt;strong&gt; EBG&lt;/strong&gt; bordadas.&lt;br /&gt;O pastor fez o que a mulher pediu e, intrigado, confirmou.&lt;br /&gt;A mulher disse:&lt;br /&gt;-- Essas sao as minhas iniciais.&lt;br /&gt;Ela havia feito essa toalha de mesa ha 35 anos, na Austria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contou que, antes da guerra, ela e seu marido estavam &lt;strong&gt;bem-de-vida&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando os nazistas invadiram seu pais, combinaram fugir: ela iria antes e seu marido a seguiria uma semana depois. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela foi capturada, trancada numa prisao e nunca mais viu seu marido e sua casa.&lt;br /&gt;O pastor ofereceu a toalha, mas, ela recusou, dizendo que estava num lugar muito apropriado. Insistindo, ofereceu-se para leva-la ate sua casa; era o minimo que poderia fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela morava em Staten Island e tinha passado o dia no Brooklin para um servico de faxina.&lt;br /&gt;No dia de Natal a igreja estava quase cheia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi um lindo trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Ao final, o pastor e sua esposa cumprimentaram os fieis um a um a porta e muitos diziam que retornariam.&lt;br /&gt;Um velho homem, que o pastor reconheceu pela vizinhanca, permaneceu sentado, atonito.&lt;br /&gt;O pastor aproximou-se e, antes que dissesse uma palavra, o velho perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;Onde o senhor conseguiu a toalha de mesa da parede?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela e identica a uma que minha mulher fez, muitos anos atras, quando viviamos na Austria, antes da guerra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como poderiam existir duas toalhas tao parecidas?&lt;br /&gt;Imediatamente, o pastor entendeu o que tinha acontecido e disse:&lt;br /&gt;Venha... Eu vou leva-lo a um lugar que o senhor vai gostar muito.&lt;br /&gt;No caminho o velho contou a mesma historia da mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele, antes de poder fugir, tambem havia sido preso e nunca mais pode ver sua mulher e sua casa, por 35 anos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ao chegar a mesma casa onde deixara a mulher, tres dias antes, ajudou o velho a subir os tres lances de escadas e bateu na porta.&lt;br /&gt;Creio que nao ha necessidade de se contar o resto da historia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem disse que Deus nao trabalha de maneira misteriosa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada acontece por acaso nesta vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7049659002353909385?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7049659002353909385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7049659002353909385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7049659002353909385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7049659002353909385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/toalha-de-mesa-um-novo-pastor.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rz-op4Ayu7I/AAAAAAAABYA/jcR1b1ca2uw/s72-c/IMG_0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8694568873617192341</id><published>2007-11-16T00:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:44:44.555-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Livre para ser Feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mergulhe bem fundo no teu coracao, arranque as magoas e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; destrua as correntes que aprisionam a tua emocao.&lt;br /&gt;Exercite o perdao, pois assim teras a paz e seguiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; livre na tua caminhada...&lt;br /&gt;Elimine os bloqueios espirituais e exercite a tua fe que foi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; colocada um dia em teu ser para voce dar o salto para a vitoria e mudar a tua historia.&lt;br /&gt;Os limites so existem para quem desconhece ou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; se esquece do potencial que tem dentro de si...&lt;br /&gt;Elimine os preconceitos para que no teu relacionamento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haja entrega mutua, cumplicidade, diáaogo aberto e sincero.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, voce construira uma alianca que o tempo nao podera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; destruir, pois sempre havera a bonanca ...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa fluir a ternura que ha dentro de voce e cuida da tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; vida sentimental como se cuida de um jardim antes que ela tenha fim.&lt;br /&gt;Certamente, para sempre teras alguem ao teu lado que te dara grandes emocoes...&lt;br /&gt;Faca como o passarinho que teve a porta da gaiola aberta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e voa ao encontro da liberdade e da felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Bata asas em direcao ao teu ninho, tenha so o ceu agora como limite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e viva como Deus te criou e um dia planejou...&lt;br /&gt;( autor desconhecido )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8694568873617192341?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8694568873617192341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8694568873617192341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8694568873617192341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8694568873617192341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-que-foi-que-eu-fiz-augusto-vasseur-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2526472220151305821</id><published>2007-11-15T11:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:41:18.548-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dessa Vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nando Reis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E bom olhar pra tras e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; admirar a vida que soubemos fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E bom olhar pra frente, e bom nunca e igual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olhar, beijar e ouvir, cantar um novo dia nascendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E bom e e tao diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu nao vou chorar, voce nao vai chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce pode entender que eu nao vou mais te ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por enquanto, sorria e saiba o que eu sei eu te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E bom se apaixonar, ficar feliz, te ver feliz me faz bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi bom se apaixonar, foi e e bom o que sera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por pensar demais eu preferi nao pensar demais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dessa vez..Foi tao bom e porque sera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu nao vou chorar, voce nao vai chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ninguem precisa chorar mas eu so posso te dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por enquanto, que nessa linda estoria os diabos sao anjos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2526472220151305821?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2526472220151305821/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2526472220151305821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2526472220151305821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2526472220151305821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/dessa-vez-nando-reis-e-bom-olhar-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3501952759297954918</id><published>2007-11-13T12:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:15:53.374-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, essa loucura que e amar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejar teus bracos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teus beijos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teus abracos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nada ter, apenas imaginar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sao assim meus sonhos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ao sonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto que afloram meus devaneios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se manifestam todos os meus anseios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso em noites inesqueciveis, juras ao luar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jantares a luz de velas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oracoes e preces numa capela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paz...graca...enlevo...ternura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonhar com o amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sonhar contigo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viver de sonho! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insanidade ou castigo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar! Te amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma deliciosa loucura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3501952759297954918?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3501952759297954918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3501952759297954918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3501952759297954918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3501952759297954918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/ah-essa-loucura-que-e-amar-desejar-teus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6024798339241459301</id><published>2007-11-13T00:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:22:09.905-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rzmy-TAgj7I/AAAAAAAABX4/P4QKmOsyp5k/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132330033689431986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rzmy-TAgj7I/AAAAAAAABX4/P4QKmOsyp5k/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se na estrada da vida sentires dificuldades &lt;div align="center"&gt;de viver e se sentir so, saiba que existe um &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus que assiste a tudo que se passa com voce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levante a cabeca e siga em frente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida nos so temas uma, entao aproveite cada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minuto como se nao houvesse amanha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com a certeza que Deus e contigo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6024798339241459301?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6024798339241459301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6024798339241459301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6024798339241459301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6024798339241459301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/se-na-estrada-da-vida-sentires.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rzmy-TAgj7I/AAAAAAAABX4/P4QKmOsyp5k/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6165245237052577354</id><published>2007-11-12T12:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:26:55.188-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;UMA AMIZADE EXPRESSIVA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hoje voce e um amigo invisivel aos olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas seu poder de realizacao e intenso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois consegue tornar um carinho amigo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em algo sempre visivel e inesquecivel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Fazendo assim, pulsar e vibrar alegremente meu coracao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se no passar dos anos, o tempo conseguir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;estas mesmas palavras do papel apagar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Tente busca-las novamente na tela do meu olhar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elas com certeza, la estarao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todas, sem excecao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Prontas para serem lidas, ou quem sabe ainda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inseridas por voce, ao mais belos de seus arquivos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O seu pensamento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se ainda, as palavras forem todas para este arquivo movidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pelo cursor deste mesmo carinho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais forca ainda terao e la permanecerao, ate o momento que voce desejar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Cuide apenas para que, o mais temido e conhecido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dos virus chamado esquecimento, nao tente por la passar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois age como um vento devastador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que quando passa, so o que nos deixa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sao rastros de muita dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(autor desconhecido) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6165245237052577354?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6165245237052577354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6165245237052577354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6165245237052577354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6165245237052577354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/uma-amizade-expressiva-hoje-voce-e-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6703719774484487453</id><published>2007-11-11T23:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:33:43.567-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao espere que os outros construam pra voce, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;planeje e faca! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce e responsavel pelos proprios sonhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e pela realizacao destes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com um pouco de imaginacao e um muito de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boa vontade podemos reconstruir sozinhos a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; casa que vamos morar e o futuro que nos oferecemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6703719774484487453?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6703719774484487453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6703719774484487453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6703719774484487453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6703719774484487453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/sinto-muito-sinto-saudades-saudades-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-951651638930503883</id><published>2007-11-10T14:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:28:19.706-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocacao  diferente de talento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode-se ter vocacao e nao ter talento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; isto e, pode-se ser chamado e nao saber como ir&lt;br /&gt;Clarisse Lispector&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-951651638930503883?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/951651638930503883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=951651638930503883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/951651638930503883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/951651638930503883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/vocacao-diferente-de-talento.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-1375495168941884064</id><published>2007-11-09T00:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T01:01:09.017-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As acoes do homem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exercem grande influencia sobre ele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostre-me um homem que haja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; realizado uma grande obra e que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao tenha sido escravo de suas acoes.&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Emerson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1375495168941884064?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1375495168941884064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1375495168941884064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1375495168941884064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1375495168941884064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-acoes-do-homem-exercem-grande.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7507314539300611964</id><published>2007-11-08T13:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:25:13.250-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RzMqNDAgj6I/AAAAAAAABXs/-bz3dVkr9ws/s1600-h/34164874_a7d8e09625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490804139233186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RzMqNDAgj6I/AAAAAAAABXs/-bz3dVkr9ws/s320/34164874_a7d8e09625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Existe sempre a possibilidade de voce ter o controle sobre as situacoes e evita-las.&lt;br /&gt;Melhor ainda e sentir-se leve o&lt;br /&gt;suficiente para rir de si mesmo e admitir&lt;br /&gt;que nao e preciso ser perfeito o tempo todo.&lt;br /&gt;Se tivesse um pouco de humildade, eu seria perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Ted Turner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7507314539300611964?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7507314539300611964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7507314539300611964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7507314539300611964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7507314539300611964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/existe-sempre-possibilidade-de-voce-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RzMqNDAgj6I/AAAAAAAABXs/-bz3dVkr9ws/s72-c/34164874_a7d8e09625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4271551630537139150</id><published>2007-11-06T12:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:02:49.918-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo que voce, sendo jovem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; nao amadureca depressa demais, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que, sendo maduro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao insista em rejuvenescer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que, sendo velho, nao se entregue ao desespero. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque cada idade tem o seu prazer e a sua dor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e e  preciso deixar que acontecam no tempo certo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4271551630537139150?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4271551630537139150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4271551630537139150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4271551630537139150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4271551630537139150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/desejo-que-voce-sendo-jovem-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6692536477529112338</id><published>2007-11-05T09:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:39:03.191-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ry8AMxKvvTI/AAAAAAAABXk/tGSkYbC9H7g/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129318719955123506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ry8AMxKvvTI/AAAAAAAABXk/tGSkYbC9H7g/s320/imagem.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Foi pensando em voce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que escrevi a primeira poesia &lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorei de alegria, com medo de ser feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que aprendi a brincar de pecado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ficar do seu lado, foi tudo que eu sempre quis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que eu pensei mais em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E assim descobri meus segredos, te amando me conheci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que encontrei o sorriso mais triste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daquele que insiste em sorrir pra quem nao lhe quis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que aprendi a fingir que nao via&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao ouvindo o adeus que dizia, que passava da hora do fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi pensando em voce, que engoli o orgulho que eu tinha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na ilusao que voce era minha, era eu que mentia pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Matogrosso &amp;amp; Mathias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6692536477529112338?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6692536477529112338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6692536477529112338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6692536477529112338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6692536477529112338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/foi-pensando-em-voce-foi-pensando-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ry8AMxKvvTI/AAAAAAAABXk/tGSkYbC9H7g/s72-c/imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4665300688854491235</id><published>2007-11-02T23:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:22:41.354-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyvbaRKvvQI/AAAAAAAABXM/SKaIiH7Bex8/s1600-h/778202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128433845022997762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyvbaRKvvQI/AAAAAAAABXM/SKaIiH7Bex8/s320/778202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGA EM FRENTE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Erga a cabeca, nao se entristeca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca deise de sonhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De acreditar que tudo e possivel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siga adiante, com muita perseveranca e sabedoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenha confianca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Tenha fe em Deus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca deixe de lutar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja otimista, va em frente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao desista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Derrube berreiras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rompa fronteiras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atravesse o abismo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; saia desse calabosso;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja um vencedor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Va em busca dos teus sonhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da tua .....Vitoria.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois ela e o presente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que Deus te reservou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4665300688854491235?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4665300688854491235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4665300688854491235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4665300688854491235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4665300688854491235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/siga-em-frente-erga-cabeca-nao-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyvbaRKvvQI/AAAAAAAABXM/SKaIiH7Bex8/s72-c/778202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3009535320366705533</id><published>2007-11-01T07:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:01:34.781-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida e deixar-se envolver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E entregar-se ao momento, a sensacao, ao sentimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Vida e abandonar-se sem medo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida e gritar bem alto, deixando vir de dentro a alegria de estar amando... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assumir de corpo inteiro e nao so no pensamento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida e amar sem medo.&lt;br /&gt;Lea Waider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3009535320366705533?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3009535320366705533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3009535320366705533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3009535320366705533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3009535320366705533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/11/vida-vida-e-deixar-se-envolver.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6820311477873843054</id><published>2007-10-31T00:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:45:55.891-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ryfm0hKvvPI/AAAAAAAABXE/SRCm6jRqo40/s1600-h/orchid_image_Paph_Magic_Wand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127320490715626738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ryfm0hKvvPI/AAAAAAAABXE/SRCm6jRqo40/s320/orchid_image_Paph_Magic_Wand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6820311477873843054?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6820311477873843054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6820311477873843054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6820311477873843054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6820311477873843054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ryfm0hKvvPI/AAAAAAAABXE/SRCm6jRqo40/s72-c/orchid_image_Paph_Magic_Wand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2172327013182084500</id><published>2007-10-29T11:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:44:27.375-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorria Sempre.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A vida e feita de:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; agir, reagir, corrigir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; mas o melhor mesmo e &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRIA!  SORRIA SEMPRE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A VIDA E BELA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se algo o derrotou, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Experimente outra vez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que seu aparente fracasso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venha a ser a porta magica, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o conduzira, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para uma nova felicidade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que antes voce jamais conheceu! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tentar sempre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desistir nunca!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2172327013182084500?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2172327013182084500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2172327013182084500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2172327013182084500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2172327013182084500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorria-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' 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eu digo com toda franquesa que me orgulho dos meus erros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque com eles estou aprendendo viver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-73312860285473946?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/73312860285473946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=73312860285473946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/73312860285473946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/73312860285473946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/encobrir-o-erro-e-errar-outra-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyNeixKvvOI/AAAAAAAABW8/xFSIXosGKRc/s72-c/sonhos-proibidos41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2701403572738191210</id><published>2007-10-27T01:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:19:43.961-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyKuNxKvvNI/AAAAAAAABW0/wXCf7F3HtFI/s1600-h/mamo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125850877460987090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyKuNxKvvNI/AAAAAAAABW0/wXCf7F3HtFI/s320/mamo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cancerdemama.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://www.cancerdemama.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2701403572738191210?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2701403572738191210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2701403572738191210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2701403572738191210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2701403572738191210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RyKuNxKvvNI/AAAAAAAABW0/wXCf7F3HtFI/s72-c/mamo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-9073186086125950352</id><published>2007-10-26T13:30:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:30:26.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ESCUTE SEU CORACAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce nao e aquilo que parece nos momentos de tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce e  muito mais que isso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escute seu coracao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembre-se das suas pequenas lutas travadas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce sobreviveu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So isso ja e motivo de orgulho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E quanto muitos partiram por razoes que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nunca compreenderemos, voce continua aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo que nao seja claro para voce, neste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;momento, milhoes de pessoas ja desistiram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elas nao mais se aborrecem, nem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choram, apenas esperam o tempo passar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce, porem, se esta triste, se ainda tem esta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;capacidade, e porque sua alma continua viva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E se sua alma vive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o Paraiso e possivel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque Deus esta com voce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pois Ele , somente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ele e o Dono da Vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-9073186086125950352?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-8127498215791294567</id><published>2007-10-24T09:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:50:10.767-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;EXISTEM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Existem, durante a nossa vida, sempre dois caminhos a seguir:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquele que todo mundo segue, e aquele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que a nossa imaginacao nos leva a seguir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O primeiro pode ser o mais seguro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o mais confiavel, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o menos critico,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que voce encontrara mais amigos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, voce sera apenas mais um a caminhar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O segundo, com certeza vai ser maisdificil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mais solitario, o que voce tera maiores criticas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas tambem, o mais criativo, o mais original possivel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao importa o que voce seja, quem voce seja, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ou que deseja na vida,a ousadia em ser diferente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reflete na sua personalidade, no seu carater,naquilo que voce e. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E e assim que as pessoas lembrarao de voce um dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8127498215791294567?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8127498215791294567/comments/default' title='Enviar 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amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Proverbio Chines)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7613281177342364781?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7613281177342364781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7613281177342364781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7613281177342364781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7613281177342364781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-dinheiro-o-dinheiro-pode-comprar-uma.html' 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src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rxsx0HpKnTI/AAAAAAAABWI/ZlDBGBhi04E/s320/Menina.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Desde o nascimento somos movimentados, &lt;div align="center"&gt;seja pelo amor seja pela dor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estas sao as forcas que nos impulsionam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ambos caminhos nos conduzem em direcao a perfeicao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sabedoria consiste em reconhecer os sinais de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um e de outro e compreender que na dor esta a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vertente da verdadeira prece que nos conduz ao amor eterno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escolha seu caminho e confie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se voce nao sabe perdoar sem esquecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sinal de que nao compreendeu ainda a verdade e o caminho a seguir."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A FE E O AMOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conscientizo-me de que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deus e Vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Amor e Sabedoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conscientizo-me de que existem em mim a Vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o Amor e a Sabedoria de Deus,pois Deus e eu somos um so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma grandiosa fe esta plantada em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto uma nova conviccao propiciada por&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deus,que e Amor infinito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Amor de Deus flui em volta e dentro de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;preenchendo ate os cantos mais reconditos da minha alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou plenamente dotada da Forca e do Amor de Deus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha mente foi purificada por completo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e agora recebo as mais elevadasdadivas de Deus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recebo-as com profunda alegria e gratidao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agradeco a Deus-Pai, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que sempre atende aos meus pedidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a paz do Nosso Deus esteja com voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1270866736368916779?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1270866736368916779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1270866736368916779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-815902836644342648</id><published>2007-10-18T00:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:39:00.541-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxiI-3pKnRI/AAAAAAAABV4/RYY0l3qSSXI/s1600-h/vida.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122995189803818258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxiI-3pKnRI/AAAAAAAABV4/RYY0l3qSSXI/s320/vida.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E inconcebivel que o Criador &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tenha colocado seres tao diversos sobre a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terra, cada um tao admiravel em seu meio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tao perfeito em seu papel, somente para permitir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao homem, sua obra-prima, destrui-los para sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-815902836644342648?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/815902836644342648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=815902836644342648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/815902836644342648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/815902836644342648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-inconcebivel-que-o-criador-tenha.html' 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hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxiLqnpKnSI/AAAAAAAABWA/NEXA07FwSM8/s320/Imagem+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ha dentro de ti um sol que quer projetar raios o mais longe que puder.&lt;br /&gt;Nao ponhas a frente dele um pano preto de&lt;br /&gt;lamentacoes, revoltas e materialismo.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-o livre para expandir luz e calor.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais creres que tens este sol e que ele te e vida&lt;br /&gt;abundante, mais eliminas a escuridao&lt;br /&gt;interior e abres o otimismo e a esperanca.&lt;br /&gt;Passas a desfrutar de uma paz que jamais esperavas&lt;br /&gt;possuir e te aparece um mundo novo, mais claro, mais&lt;br /&gt;alegre e que te quer bem.&lt;br /&gt;Acredita no teu sol, poe luz no que fazes e confia no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o teu sol interior brilhar e seras o primeiro a ser iluminado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxViDHpKnPI/AAAAAAAABVo/TUDKHIbQYeU/s320/so.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Acto de fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Amar e um acto de fe, &lt;div align="center"&gt;saltar no abismo a espera que me apanhes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e acreditar no nosso amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mesmo nunca o vendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decorar cada por menor da tua face risonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como as contas de um rosario velho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gasto de tanta devocao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E fechar os olhos e saber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que o mundo pode acabar amanha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as estrelas do ceu podem apagarem-se esta noite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o mar engolir os sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e os ossos descarnados dos homens serem o seu unico legado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e tudo restar po,que tu estaras ao meu lado no dia a seguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar e isso…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acreditar em ti como creio em Deuse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fazer dessa fe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a forca que me compele a viver,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a forca que me faz acreditar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que um dia seremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por fim completos,no fim felizes.&lt;br /&gt;de Joao Natal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6463798829348076042?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6463798829348076042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e fingir alegria quando nao se sente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e sorrir quando se deseja chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e consolar quando se precisa de consolo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e calar quando o ideal seria gritar a todos sua angustia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e irradiar felicidade quando se e infeliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e esperar quando nao se acredita no retorno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e manter-se calmo no desespero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e elogiar quando se tem vontade de maldizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e fazer alguem feliz quando se tem o coracao em pedacos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e ter fe naquilo que nao se acredita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e perdoar alguem que nao merece o perdao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enfim viver quando ja esta morto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser forte e por mais dificil que seja a vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ame-a, seja forte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7869047970714408349?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7869047970714408349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7869047970714408349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7869047970714408349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha pessoas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;que querem ser bonitas para chamar a atencao,&lt;br /&gt;outras desejam a inteligencia para serem admiradas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ha algumas que procuram cultivar a&lt;br /&gt;Alma e os Sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Essas alcancam a admiracao de todos,&lt;br /&gt;porque alem de belas e inteligentes&lt;br /&gt;tornam-se realmente&lt;br /&gt;PESSOAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8209559699731438265?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8209559699731438265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8209559699731438265&amp;isPopup=true' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxC7wHpKnKI/AAAAAAAABU0/uhFp630KOsc/s1600-h/leo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120799211680079010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxC7wHpKnKI/AAAAAAAABU0/uhFp630KOsc/s320/leo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decepcao nao mata, ensina a viver..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo que passou nao passa de um simples passado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feridas a gente carrega e supera! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada melhor do que acreditar em si mesmo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E mostrar para voce mesma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que para ser feliz , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;voce nao precisa mendigar o amor de ninguem!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iaponira Rossany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8296564948807200655?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8296564948807200655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8296564948807200655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8296564948807200655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8296564948807200655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/decepcao-nao-mata-ensina-viver.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RxC7wHpKnKI/AAAAAAAABU0/uhFp630KOsc/s72-c/leo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7051780359935784807</id><published>2007-10-12T08:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:56:07.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rw9f7HpKnII/AAAAAAAABUk/5IUStP6LpNo/s1600-h/oi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120416770612173954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rw9f7HpKnII/AAAAAAAABUk/5IUStP6LpNo/s320/oi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu Vou Seguir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sei que os sonhos sao pra sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu sei aqui no coracao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou ser mais do que eu sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para cumprir as promessas que eu fiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque eu sei que e assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que os meus sonhos dependem de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou tentar...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E acreditar que sou capaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De levantar uma vez mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber que ao menos eu tentei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vou tentar mais uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao sei se os dias sao pra sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guardei voce no coracao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou correndo atras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aprendi que nunca e demais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vale a pena insistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha guerra e encontrar minha paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou tentar...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E acreditar que sou capaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De levantar uma vez mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber que ao menos eu tentei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vou tentar mais uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir..Eu vou tentar...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E acreditar que sou capaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De levantar uma vez mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir...Sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber que ao menos eu tentei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vou tentar mais uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vou seguir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARINA ELALI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7051780359935784807?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7051780359935784807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7051780359935784807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7051780359935784807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dentro&lt;br /&gt;do chao?&lt;br /&gt;(Este e meu leilao!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CECILIA MEIRELES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4227083818497508814?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4227083818497508814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4227083818497508814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4227083818497508814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4227083818497508814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119167961626221650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RwrwI3pKnFI/AAAAAAAABUM/d9ETnAqmM0k/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria Ser !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Queria ser um passaro, para voar ate voce;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria ser o sol, para iluminar seus dias;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria ser a lua, para clarear suas noites;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria ser uma estrela, para brilhar em seu coracao;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria ser seus passos, para seguir seus caminhos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria ser seu companheiro, para lhe fazer feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Autor ( Andre Felipe Vilpert )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2178913848485386618?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2178913848485386618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2178913848485386618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2178913848485386618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2178913848485386618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/queria-ser-queria-ser-um-passaro-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2871088235947819864?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2871088235947819864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2871088235947819864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2871088235947819864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2871088235947819864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rwo_EnpKnEI/AAAAAAAABUE/vcEe9mPeLkI/s72-c/o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5398948922704037889</id><published>2007-10-07T00:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:36:27.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RwhUIHpKnDI/AAAAAAAABT8/TMpKxMF6rhE/s1600-h/p.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118433474973965362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RwhUIHpKnDI/AAAAAAAABT8/TMpKxMF6rhE/s320/p.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.universal.pt/scripts/hlp/mm/FHLP201_z.JPG" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Vida&lt;br /&gt;A vida e o dia de hoje,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e ai que mal soa,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e sombra que foge,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e nuvem que voa;&lt;br /&gt;A vida e sonho tao leve&lt;br /&gt;Que se desfaz como a neve&lt;br /&gt;E como o fumo se esvai:&lt;br /&gt;A vida dura um momento,&lt;br /&gt;Mais leve que o pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;A vida leva-a o vento,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e folha que cai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida e flor na corrente,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e sopro suave,&lt;br /&gt;A vida e estrela cadente,&lt;br /&gt;Voa mais leve que a ave;&lt;br /&gt;Nuvem que o vento nos ares,&lt;br /&gt;Onda que o vento nos mares,&lt;br /&gt;Uma apos outra lancou,&lt;br /&gt;A vida – pena caida&lt;br /&gt;Da asa de ave ferida –&lt;br /&gt;De vale em vale impelida,&lt;br /&gt;A vida o vento a levou!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://albufeirasempre.blogs.sapo.pt/2006/12/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://albufeirasempre.blogs.sapo.pt/2006/12/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5398948922704037889?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5398948922704037889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=5398948922704037889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5398948922704037889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5398948922704037889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/vida-vida-e-o-dia-de-hoje-vida-e-ai-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RwhUIHpKnDI/AAAAAAAABT8/TMpKxMF6rhE/s72-c/p.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-685816024150058413</id><published>2007-10-06T12:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:40:18.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rwe3cHpKnCI/AAAAAAAABT0/CDZJ4guOM58/s1600-h/lui.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118261195245788194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rwe3cHpKnCI/AAAAAAAABT0/CDZJ4guOM58/s320/lui.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfil dos meus amigos &lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus amigos sao:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alegres e divertidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inteligentes e sensiveis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinceros e autenticos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestos e discretos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;justos e seletos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;solidarios e prestativos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bons ouvintes e compreensivos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presentes e bom astral,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doceis e tranquilos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os meus amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alegram a minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e me divertem quando estou triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre tendo uma palavra carinhosa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e mesmo os mais distraidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao deixam de ser por mim queridos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meus amigos fazem parte da minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sem eles me vejo perdida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada pela sua amizade!Ana Amelia Donadio....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-685816024150058413?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rwe3cHpKnCI/AAAAAAAABT0/CDZJ4guOM58/s72-c/lui.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7885067230336110439</id><published>2007-10-05T00:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T00:17:59.081-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;E facil ser agradavel quando a vida corre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; como uma cancao, mas o homem digno e o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que sorri quando tudo vai mal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Porque o teste do coracao e a dificuldade, e &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ela sempre chega com os anos, e o sorriso que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;merece os louvores da terra e o que brilha entre lagrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E.W.Wilcox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7885067230336110439?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7885067230336110439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7885067230336110439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7885067230336110439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7885067230336110439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-facil-ser-agradavel-quando-vida-corre.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-596335049463780054</id><published>2007-10-04T07:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:31:50.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amigos de todos os tipos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amigo Ima &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;carrega voce para todos os passeios...&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Irmao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muitas vezes voce acha que ele e ate melhor que seu proprio irmao...&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Parceiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre pronto para o que der e vier.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Viagem na maionese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embarca junto com voce em seus sonhos mais mirabolantes.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Barulho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando sai, deixa um silencio incrivel...&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Banqueiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre ajuda voce na$ hora$ mai$ difícei$&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Popular &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce tem que entrar na lista de espera para falar com ele&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Protetor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Defende voce em situacoes dificeis.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Exoterico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acredita que existe uma razao para tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Otimista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esse tem a solucao para tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Conselheiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vive lhe dando conselhos, mesmo que voce nao peca.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo antigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para ser preservado.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Novo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para ser conquistado.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Sabio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sabe quando falar e quando calar.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo experiente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre sabe como fazer as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Anual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce encontra uma vez por ano, e nota que o &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tempo nao acabou com o sentimento de amizade...&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Mae Sempre pronto a dar um colinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reconheceu seu amigo em algum tipo?&lt;br /&gt;Seja qual for, ter amigos e uma grande bencao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Preserve sempre suas amizades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://paginas.terra.com.br/arte/romantichome/cartao161.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://paginas.terra.com.br/arte/romantichome/cartao161.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5903561523224873356</id><published>2007-09-29T00:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:21:51.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a estrada se erga ao encontro de seu caminho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o vento esteja sempre as suas costas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o sol brilhe quente sobre sua face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que a chuva caia suave sobre seus campos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; E ate que nos encontremos de novo, que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deus te guarde na palma da sua mao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5903561523224873356?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5903561523224873356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=5903561523224873356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5903561523224873356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5903561523224873356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/que-estrada-se-erga-ao-encontro-de-seu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eu sou o brilho dos teus olhos ao me olhar&lt;br /&gt;Sou o teu sorriso ao ganhar um beijo meu&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou teu corpo inteiro a se arrepiar&lt;br /&gt;Quando em meus bracos voce se acolheu&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o teu segredo mais oculto&lt;br /&gt;Teu desejo mais profundo, o teu querer&lt;br /&gt;Tua fome de prazer sem disfarcar&lt;br /&gt;Sou a fonte de alegria, sou o teu sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a tua sombra, eu sou teu guia&lt;br /&gt;Sou o teu luar em plena luz do dia&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua pele, protecao, sou o teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou teu cheiro a perfumar o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou tua saudade reprimida&lt;br /&gt;Sou o teu sangrar ao ver minha partida&lt;br /&gt;Sou o teu peito a apelar, gritar de dor&lt;br /&gt;Ao se ver ainda mais distante do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Refrao:&lt;br /&gt;Sou teu ego, tua alma&lt;br /&gt;Sou teu ceu, o teu inferno a tua calma&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou teu tudo, sou teu nada&lt;br /&gt;Minha pequena, es minha amada&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o teu mundo, sou teu poder&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua vida, sou meu eu em voce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(fonte: site oficial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Victor &amp;amp; Leo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; ...Paula Fernandes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3474059009946709805?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3474059009946709805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3474059009946709805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3474059009946709805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3474059009946709805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/meu-eu-em-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvxzynpKnAI/AAAAAAAABTk/kYMViQr8qrw/s72-c/o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6357926327053003687</id><published>2007-09-27T23:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:29:20.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvxlcnpKm_I/AAAAAAAABTc/Xd1aE7yTXhU/s1600-h/deus..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115074819138427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvxlcnpKm_I/AAAAAAAABTc/Xd1aE7yTXhU/s320/deus..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou destaque no..Deus é Amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada Gizele,estou muitooo felizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deus-amor.zip.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://deus-amor.zip.net/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6357926327053003687?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6357926327053003687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6357926327053003687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6357926327053003687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6357926327053003687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/sou-destaque-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvxlcnpKm_I/AAAAAAAABTc/Xd1aE7yTXhU/s72-c/deus..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2445185895753260697</id><published>2007-09-27T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:27:00.052-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvuhF3pKm-I/AAAAAAAABTU/H3nnIhD5ZuU/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114858924017359842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvuhF3pKm-I/AAAAAAAABTU/H3nnIhD5ZuU/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amor e privilegio de maduros &lt;div align="center"&gt;estendidos na mais estreita cama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que se torna a mais larga e mais relvosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rocando, em cada poro, o ceu do corpo.&lt;br /&gt;E isto, amor: o ganho nao previsto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o premio subterraneo e coruscante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leitura de relampago cifrado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que, decifrado, nada mais existe&lt;br /&gt;valendo a pena e o preco terrestre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;salvo o minuto de ouro no relogio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minusculo, vibrando no crepusculo.&lt;br /&gt;Amor e o que se aprende no limite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;depois de se arquivar toda a cienciaherdada, ouvida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor comeca tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2445185895753260697?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2445185895753260697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2445185895753260697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2445185895753260697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2445185895753260697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/amor-e-privilegio-de-maduros-estendidos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvuhF3pKm-I/AAAAAAAABTU/H3nnIhD5ZuU/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5162598430994866928</id><published>2007-09-26T00:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:38:37.898-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnUHXpKm9I/AAAAAAAABTM/v24yuYK3IMA/s1600-h/Fergie1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114352074926758866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnUHXpKm9I/AAAAAAAABTM/v24yuYK3IMA/s320/Fergie1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Alma Gemea...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma alma gemea e alguem cujas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fechaduras coincidem com nossas chaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e cujas chaves coincidem com nossas fechaduras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando nos sentimos seguros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a ponto de abrir as fechaduras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;surge o nosso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..eu..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mais verdadeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada um descobre a melhor parte do outro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5162598430994866928?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5162598430994866928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=5162598430994866928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5162598430994866928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5162598430994866928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/alma-gemea.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnUHXpKm9I/AAAAAAAABTM/v24yuYK3IMA/s72-c/Fergie1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2785146868311885930</id><published>2007-09-25T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:28:18.002-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RviAM3pKm5I/AAAAAAAABSo/rcPk57RJvDA/s1600-h/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rvh_63pKm4I/AAAAAAAABSg/zKY13WxiRYw/s1600-h/co.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113978026224950146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rvh_63pKm4I/AAAAAAAABSg/zKY13WxiRYw/s320/co.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soneto de Fidelidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento&lt;br /&gt;Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo em face do maior encanto&lt;br /&gt;Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero vive-lo em cada vao momento&lt;br /&gt;E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto&lt;br /&gt;E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim, quando mais tarde me preocupe&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a morte, angustia de quem vive&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a solidao, fim de quem ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):&lt;br /&gt;Que nao seja imortal, posto que e chama&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.&lt;br /&gt;(Vinicius de Moraes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2785146868311885930?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2785146868311885930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2785146868311885930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2785146868311885930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2785146868311885930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/soneto-de-fidelidade-de-tudo-ao-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rvh_63pKm4I/AAAAAAAABSg/zKY13WxiRYw/s72-c/co.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4749491573542001469</id><published>2007-09-24T00:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:50:16.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvcznnpKm3I/AAAAAAAABSY/uA8Tt9LjExs/s1600-h/i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113612657652046706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvcznnpKm3I/AAAAAAAABSY/uA8Tt9LjExs/s320/i.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O tempo que eu hei sonhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantos anos foi de vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, quanto do meu passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Foi so a vida mentida,de um futuro imaginado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aqui a beira do rio,sossego sem ter razao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este seu correr vazio figura, anonimo e frio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A vida vivida em vao.A 's'pranca que pouco alcanca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que desejo vale o ensejo? E uma bola de crianca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sobre mais que minha 's'pranca,rola mais que o meu desejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ondas do rio, tao leves que nao sois ondas sequer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Horas, dias, anos, breves passam - verduras ou neves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o mesmo sol faz morrer.Gastei tudo que nao tinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou mais velho do que sou.A ilusao, que me mantinha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So no palco era rainha:Despiu-se, e o reino acabou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leve som das aguas lentas,gulosas da margem ida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que lembrancas sonolentas de esperancas nevoentas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que sonhos o sonho e a vida! Que fiz de mim? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontrei-me quando estava ja perdido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Impaciente deixei-me como a um louco que teime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No que lhe foi desmentido.Som morto das aguas mansas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que correm por ter que ser,leva nao so lembrancas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mortas, porque hao de morrer.Sou ja o morto futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So um sonho me liga a mim -O sonho atrasado e obscuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que eu devera ser – muro do meu deserto jardim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ondas passadas, levai-me para o alvido do mar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ao que nao serei legai-me,que cerquei com um andaime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A casa por fabricar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4749491573542001469?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4749491573542001469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4749491573542001469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4749491573542001469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4749491573542001469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-tempo-que-eu-hei-sonhado-quantos-anos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvcznnpKm3I/AAAAAAAABSY/uA8Tt9LjExs/s72-c/i.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-317396628663445434</id><published>2007-09-23T01:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:21:56.185-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnQPHpKm6I/AAAAAAAABSw/l49z9F0Sypo/s1600-h/Amor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114347810024233890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnQPHpKm6I/AAAAAAAABSw/l49z9F0Sypo/s320/Amor.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se voce insistir em pensar no mal, &lt;div align="center"&gt;na dor, na doenca, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;voce os atraira para si. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pense na saude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na prosperidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sua vida tomara novo rumo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-317396628663445434?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/317396628663445434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=317396628663445434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/317396628663445434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/317396628663445434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/se-voce-insistir-em-pensar-no-mal-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RvnQPHpKm6I/AAAAAAAABSw/l49z9F0Sypo/s72-c/Amor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-106927978363289945</id><published>2007-09-22T00:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:43:24.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Coisas Que Aprendi Na Vida…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PORQUE VIVER E APRENDER A VIVER !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...Anos Aprendi que peixinhos dourados nao gostam de gelatina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...Anos Aprendi que nao da para esconder brocolos no copo de leite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...Anos Aprendi que meu pai pode dizer um monte de palavras que eu nao posso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...Anos Aprendi que minha professora sempre me chama quando eu nao sei a resposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que os meus melhores amigos sao os que sempre me metem em confusao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que, se tenho problemas na escola, tenho mais ainda em casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q quando meu quarto fica do jeito q quero, minha mae manda eu arruma-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que nao se deve descarregar suas frustracoes no seu irmao menor, porque seu pai tem frustracoes maiores e mao mais pesada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que nunca devo elogiar a comida de minha mae, quando estou comendo alguma coisa que minha mulher preparou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q se pode fazer, num instante, algo q vai lhe dar dor de cabeca a vida toda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que quando minha mulher e eu temos finalmente uma noite sem as criancas, passamos a maior parte do tempo falando delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que casais que nao tem filhos, sabem melhor como voce deve educar os seus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que e mais facil fazer amigos do que se livrar deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que mulheres gostam de ganhar flores, especialmente sem motivo algum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que nao cometo muitos erros com a boca fechada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q existem duas coisas essenciais para um casamento feliz: contas bancarias e banheiros separados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que a epoca que preciso realmente de ferias, e justamente quando acabei de voltar delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q voce sabe que sua esposa o ama, quando sobram dois bolinhos e ela pega o menor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que nunca se conhece bem os amigos, ate que se tire ferias com eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que casar por dinheiro e a maneira mais dificil de consegui-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que voce pode fazer alguem ganhar o dia, simplesmente, mandando-lhe um pequeno cartao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que a qualidade de servico de um hotel e directamente proporcional a espessura das toalhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que criancas e avos sao aliados naturais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que quando chego atrasado ao trabalho, meu patrao chega cedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que o objecto mais importante de um escritorio e a lata de lixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que e legal curtir o sucesso, mas nao se deve acreditar muito nele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que nao posso mudar o que passou, mas posso deixar para la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;64&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que a maioria das coisas com que me preocupei nunca acontecem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi que todas as pessoas que dizem que dinheiro nao e tudo, geralmente tem muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q se voce espera se aposentar para comecar a viver, esperou tempo demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi q quando as coisas vao mal, eu nao tenho que ir com elas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Anos Aprendi.. q amei menos do que deveria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... anos Aprendi.. que tenho muito a aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Pense nisso e viva cada minuto como se fosse o ultimo de sua vida …&lt;br /&gt;Poemas e Contos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-106927978363289945?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/106927978363289945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=106927978363289945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/106927978363289945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/106927978363289945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-coisas-que-aprendi-na-vida-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-5449486464825396841</id><published>2007-09-21T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:03:09.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu aprendi…que a melhor sala de aula do mundo esta aos pes de uma pessoa mais velha;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que ter uma crianca adormecida nos bracos, e um dos momentos mais pacificos do mundo;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que ser gentil e mais importante do que estar certo;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que nunca se deve negar um presente a uma crianca;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que eu sempre posso fazer uma prece por alguem quando nao tenho a forca para ajuda-lo de alguma outra forma;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que nao importa quanta seriedade a vida exija de voce, cada um de nos precisa de um amigo brincalhao para se divertir junto;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que algumas vezes tudo o que precisamos e de uma mao para segurar e um coracao para nos entender;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que os passeios simples com meu pai em volta do quarteirao nas noites de verao quando eu era crianca, me fizeram maravilhas quando me tornei adulto;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que deveriamos ser gratos a Deus por nao nos dar tudo que lhe pedimos;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que dinheiro nao compra classe;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que sao os pequenos acontecimentos diarios que tornam a vida espetacular;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que debaixo da casca grossa existe uma pessoa que deseja ser apreciada, compreendida e amada;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que Deus nao fez tudo num so dia; o que me faz pensar que eu possa?&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que ignorar os fatos nao os altera;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que quando voce planeja se nivelar com alguem, apenas esta permitindo que essa pessoa continue a magoar voce;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu aprendi…que o AMOR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; e nao o TEMPO, e que cura todas as feridas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eu aprendi…que a maneira mais facil para eu crescer como pessoa e me cercar de gente mais inteligente do que eu;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que cada pessoa que a gente conhece deve ser saudada com um sorriso;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que ninguem e perfeito ate que voce se apaixone por essa pessoa;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que a vida e dura, mas eu sou mais ainda;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que as oportunidades nunca sao perdidas; alguem vai aproveitar as que voce perdeu;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que quando o ancoradouro se torna amargo, a felicidade vai aportar em outro lugar;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que devemos sempre ter palavras doces e gentis, pois amanha talvez tenhamos que engoli-las;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que um sorriso e a maneira mais barata de melhorar sua aparencia;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que nao posso escolher como me sinto, mas posso escolher o que fazer a respeito;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que todos querem viver no topo da montanha, mas toda felicidade e crescimento ocorre quando voce esta escalando-a;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…que so se deve dar conselho em duas ocasioes: quando e pedido ou quando e caso de vida ou morte;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi…Que quanto menos tempo tenho, mais coisas consigo fazer… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;William Shakespeare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-5449486464825396841?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/5449486464825396841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=5449486464825396841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5449486464825396841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/5449486464825396841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/eu-aprendique-melhor-sala-de-aula-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-266534085673591470</id><published>2007-09-20T08:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:01:28.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O mundo, as vezes, fica-me tao insignificativo&lt;br /&gt;Como um filme que houvesse perdido de repente o som.&lt;br /&gt;Vejo homens, mulheres: peixes abrindo e fechando a boca num aquario.&lt;br /&gt;Ou multidoes: macacos pula-pulando nas arquibancadas dos estadios...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mais triste e essa tristeza toda colorida dos carnavais&lt;br /&gt;Como a maquilagem das velhas prostitutas fazendo trottoir.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes eu penso que ja um dia um rei, imovel no seu palanque,&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado a ficar olhando&lt;br /&gt;Interminaveis desfiles, torneios, procissoes, tudo isso..&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Decididamente o meu reino e deste mundo!&lt;br /&gt;Nem do outro...&lt;br /&gt;Mario Quintana      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-266534085673591470?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/266534085673591470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=266534085673591470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/266534085673591470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/266534085673591470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-silencio-o-mundo-as-vezes-fica-me-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2050055115258703135</id><published>2007-09-19T09:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:09:15.672-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inproviso Do Amor-Perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Naquela nuvem, naquela,&lt;br /&gt;mando-te meu pensamento:&lt;br /&gt;que Deus se ocupe do vento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos foram sonhados,&lt;br /&gt;e o padecimento aceito.&lt;br /&gt;E onde estás, Amor-Perfeito ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imensos jardins da insonia,&lt;br /&gt;de um olhar de despedida&lt;br /&gt;deram flor por toda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim que sobrevivo&lt;br /&gt;sem o coracao no peito.&lt;br /&gt;E onde estas, Amor-Perfeito ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe, longe, atras do oceano&lt;br /&gt;que nos meus olhos se aleita,&lt;br /&gt;entre pálpebras de areia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe, longe... Deus te guarde&lt;br /&gt;sobre o seu lado direito,&lt;br /&gt;como eu te guardava do outro,&lt;br /&gt;noite e dia, Amor-Perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;                                                (Cecilia Meireles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2050055115258703135?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2050055115258703135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2050055115258703135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2050055115258703135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2050055115258703135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/inproviso-do-amor-perfeito-naquela.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6530345187381091804</id><published>2007-09-18T09:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:20:19.205-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru_B-jToJCI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ez8ozFWYSpg/s1600-h/o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111517382462415906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru_B-jToJCI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ez8ozFWYSpg/s320/o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando eu morrer meu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao quero que chores...&lt;br /&gt;Levo na alma a magoa de nunca mais te poder beijar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas a certeza de que o meu amor por ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sera eterno!&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, quando eu morrer, nao quero que chores meu amor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorri...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tens um sorriso lindo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque onde eu estiver, vou estar a sorrir para ti...&lt;br /&gt;Nao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao quero que chores meu amor, quando eu morrer...&lt;br /&gt;Pede a alguem que cante uma cancao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uma cancao que sera so nossa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como nosso sera este amor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que iluminara o meu caminho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e ficara no teu coracao...&lt;br /&gt;...ate um dia te esqueceres de mim! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6530345187381091804?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6530345187381091804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6530345187381091804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6530345187381091804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6530345187381091804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/quando-eu-morrer-meu-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru_B-jToJCI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ez8ozFWYSpg/s72-c/o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4869260718565524084</id><published>2007-09-17T17:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:08:16.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru7eRzToJBI/AAAAAAAABSI/00NlrZDMoyk/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111267024523764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru7eRzToJBI/AAAAAAAABSI/00NlrZDMoyk/s320/sem+t%C3%AD.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uma parte de mim e todo mundo, &lt;div align="center"&gt;Outra parte e ninguem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fundo sem fundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma parte de mim e multidao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outra parte estranheza e solidao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma parte de mim pesa e pondera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outra parte delira...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma parte de mim almoca e janta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;outra parte se espanta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma parte de mim e permanente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outra parte se sabe de repente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma parte de mim e so vertigem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outra parte linguagem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traduzir uma parte na outra parte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que e uma questao de vida e morte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera arte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera arte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera arte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4869260718565524084?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/4869260718565524084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=4869260718565524084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4869260718565524084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/4869260718565524084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/uma-parte-de-mim-e-todo-mundo-outra.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Ru7eRzToJBI/AAAAAAAABSI/00NlrZDMoyk/s72-c/sem+t%C3%AD.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-2523825306150387041</id><published>2007-09-16T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:58:47.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NASCI GUERREIRA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nasci guerreira!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lutei a vida inteira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tropecei,me machuquei,levantei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deparei leoes querendo me engolir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e na vara curta me defendi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na selva da vida em varias emboscadas cai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em noites desertas meu pranto solitario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chorei sem ninguem para ouvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminhei longos trechos com a alma machucada e abatida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao me entrego em vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nasci para a Morte,so esta comigo pode!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou guerreira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nao se deixa ser vencida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou forca atuante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desbravo picadas fechadas,ate que me enterre a enxada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou muito mais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou forca apoiada nas maos de Deus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nao largo jamais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Cora Maria)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-2523825306150387041?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/2523825306150387041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=2523825306150387041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2523825306150387041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/2523825306150387041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/nasci-guerreira-nasci-guerreira-lutei.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7772692599355587975</id><published>2007-09-13T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:56:58.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RumVVzToJAI/AAAAAAAABSA/HPEp5JMWdpk/s1600-h/vida.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109779454010860546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RumVVzToJAI/AAAAAAAABSA/HPEp5JMWdpk/s320/vida.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Melhor da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De um sonho nao terminado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor voltar ao comeco &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma amizade de fracasso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor dizer o que penso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do fim de uma festa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor a expectativa da chegada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da solidao que agora estou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor lembrar da pessoa amada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De um encontro inesperado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor lembrar da ocasiao&lt;br /&gt;Do beijo apaixonado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor abrir o coracao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma ferida de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Melhor enterrar o passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma lagrima que possa cair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor nao deixar a tristeza invadir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De uma desilusao de momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor acreditar na sorte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas de uma vida nao vivida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melhor esperar a morte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Autora: Raisa CorrEa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7772692599355587975?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7772692599355587975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7772692599355587975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7772692599355587975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/7772692599355587975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/melhor-da-vida-de-um-sonho-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RumVVzToJAI/AAAAAAAABSA/HPEp5JMWdpk/s72-c/vida.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-7947582047531718921</id><published>2007-09-13T00:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:50:40.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia deixemos de nos falar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, enquanto houver amizade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faremos as pazes de novo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Mas, se a amizade permanecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um de outro se ha-de lembrar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, se formos amigos de verdade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A amizade nos reaproximara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia nao mais existamos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nasceremos de novo, um para o outro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas, com a amizade construiremos tudo novamente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada vez de forma diferente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sendo unico e inesquecivel cada momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Que juntos viveremos e nos lembraremos para sempre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha duas formas para viver a sua vida:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Uma e acreditar que nao existe milagre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A outra e acreditar que todas as coisas sao um milagre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-7947582047531718921?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/7947582047531718921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=7947582047531718921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RugyLzToI_I/AAAAAAAABR4/Ad7KvWdY5I0/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A Forca do Perdao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Um certo beduino estava dentro da sua tenda ao sol da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Palestina quando entrou correndo um garoto adolescente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; que se refugiou atras dele, chorando e grunhindo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Logo em seguida chegou uma turba alvorocada, empunhando cacetes e facas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abriram a portinha da tenda e disseram ao beduino: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da-nos este menino porque ele e um assassino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O beduino respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Mas ha uma lei entre nos que diz que quando um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; assassino se refugia numa tenda e o dono da tenda lhe der&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; abrigo e guarida, ele esta absolvido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu me compadeci deste garoto, quero perdoar-lhe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o garoto tremia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas eles disseram: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce quer perdoa-lo porque nao sabe o que ele fez e nem a quem matou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O beduino falou: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao importa, eu quero perdoa-lo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os homens entao afirmaram:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ele matou seu filho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Va ver o corpo dele sangrando na areia ali fora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O beduino caiu num profundo silencio, depois, enxugando as lagrimas, disse: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entao eu vou cria-lo como se fosse o meu filho a quem ele matou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Este e o padrao do perdao divino para nos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ejesus.com.br/conteudo/634/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://ejesus.com.br/conteudo/634/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-8240203391227136857?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/8240203391227136857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=8240203391227136857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8240203391227136857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/8240203391227136857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/forca-do-perdao-um-certo-beduino-estava.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-1644558370299077104</id><published>2007-09-11T12:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:17:42.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce e a Minha Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite chega em silencio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A brisa vem tocar meu rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olho para as estrelas e nelas vejo sua imagem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fico imaginando como seria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poder passa a noite junto a ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejo voce saciando meus desejos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acariciando meu corpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dizendo que me ama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce me deixa louca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tira a minha calma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao sei ate onde esse amor vai me levar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao posso imaginar-me sem voce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu beijo me faz delirar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu abraco me acolhe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu sorriso me devolveu a perdida alegria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu cheiro esta em mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode passar os dias, meses e anos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ninguem vai tirar-me de voce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E com voce que eu quero ficar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E de voce que eu preciso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Resumindo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce e  a minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-1644558370299077104?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/1644558370299077104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=1644558370299077104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1644558370299077104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/1644558370299077104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/voce-e-minha-vida-noite-chega-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-3551566886448498280</id><published>2007-09-08T23:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T12:44:44.882-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;John Burroughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Um homem pode desanimar muitas vezes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas ele nao sera um fracasso ate que comece a por a culpa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em algo ou alguem, e desista de tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ninguem pode prever do que voce e capaz ate tentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-3551566886448498280?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/3551566886448498280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=3551566886448498280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3551566886448498280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/3551566886448498280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/john-burroughs-um-homem-pode-desanimar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-4325326392838630550</id><published>2007-09-06T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:18:51.379-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RuCKLq5-qZI/AAAAAAAABRg/6rokQc2ieZU/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107233910538807698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RuCKLq5-qZI/AAAAAAAABRg/6rokQc2ieZU/s320/7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigada Tereza pelo premio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 Maravilhas da Blogoesfera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Digno de admiracao e aquele que,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tendo tropecado ao dar o primeiro passo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;levanta-se e segue em frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carlos Fox &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alegriadeviver.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;http://www.alegriadeviver.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-4325326392838630550?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/RuCKLq5-qZI/AAAAAAAABRg/6rokQc2ieZU/s72-c/7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-6850469038640133257</id><published>2007-09-05T22:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:02:37.197-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rt9iaK5-qYI/AAAAAAAABRY/WOZQGvy2w-w/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106908704205089154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Rt9iaK5-qYI/AAAAAAAABRY/WOZQGvy2w-w/s320/a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Castelo de Areia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Num dia de verao, estava na praia, observando duas criancas brincando na areia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elas trabalhavam muito, construindo um castelo de areia, com torres, passarelas e passagens internas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Quando estavam quase acabando, veio uma onda e destruiu tudo, reduzindo o castelo a um monte de areia e espuma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Achei que as criancas cairiam no choro, depois de tanto esforco e cuidado, mas tive uma surpresa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Em vez de chorar, correram para a praia, fugindo da agua, Sorrindo, de maos dadas e comecaram a construir outro castelo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Compreendi que havia recebido uma importante licao:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Gastamos muito tempo de nossas vidas construindo alguma coisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E mais cedo ou mais tarde, uma onda podera vir e destruir o que levamos tanto tempo para construir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas quando isso acontecer, somente aquele que tem as maos de alguem para segurar, sera capaz de dar uma reviravolta !!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo e feito de areia; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So o que permanece e o nosso relacionamento com as outras pessoas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Autor Desconhecido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6850469038640133257?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6850469038640133257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6850469038640133257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6850469038640133257'/><link rel='self' 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sofredora, e benigna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao e invejosa, nao trata com leviandade, nao e soberba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao se porta com indecencia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao busca os seus interesses, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao se irrita, nao faz mau juizo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao se alegra com a injustica, mas so com a verdade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo sofre, tudo cre, tudo espera, suporta tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A caridade nunca falha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agora vemos Deus como em um espelho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em enigma, mas, quando chegar a hora, nos o veremos face a face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agora nos temos a Fe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a Esperanca e a Caridade, estas tres, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas a maior delas e, sem duvida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a Caridade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37379414-6636229730243670074?l=suelisilva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/feeds/6636229730243670074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37379414&amp;postID=6636229730243670074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6636229730243670074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37379414/posts/default/6636229730243670074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suelisilva.blogspot.com/2007/09/caridade-e-sofredora-e-benigna.html' title=''/><author><name>Sueli Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12515724156404469519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0_yv9Yh2f7c/Re4wHeOzdeI/AAAAAAAAAso/pHs-s5-X49I/s400/Azce.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37379414.post-391894803876504548</id><published>2007-09-03T20:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:44:33.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca desista antes de tentar e se voce&lt;br /&gt;for se arrepender de algo,&lt;br /&gt;nao se arrependa do que voce&lt;br /&gt;fez e sim do que voce deixou de fazer,&lt;br /&gt;porque tentar e errar e&lt;br /&gt;ao menos aprender enquanto nem&lt;br /&gt;mesmo tentar e desperdicio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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