Somewhere Over the Rainbow #34 With Prats in our hearts - Page 55

Hello 🌈 friends

Finally my busy day ends and here I came to wish you all

Reward Yourself With Sleep

After a long dry and a very tiring day,

the good old night is finally on your way.

It is time when the moon up there glows and gleams,

And the hour when it tells us to have sweet dreams.

So my dear friend reward yourself with sleep tonight,

Here I stop by to your side, to wish you a good night.

Good Night Friends🤗

Hope all our friends are safe and protected.

Good morning!

Nice poem on sleep, sleep truly is rejuvenating and invigorating. I know an elderly relative who after a hard day's work would sigh, thank God for night. No more chores and it is a time for rest to the body and mind!

Hope all well with everyone, do take care, have a good day!🤗

Originally posted by: cygnet9

Hello 🌈 friends

Finally my busy day ends and here I came to wish you all

Reward Yourself With Sleep

After a long dry and a very tiring day,

the good old night is finally on your way.

It is time when the moon up there glows and gleams,

And the hour when it tells us to have sweet dreams.

So my dear friend reward yourself with sleep tonight,

Here I stop by to your side, to wish you a good night.

Good Night Friends🤗

Hope all our friends are safe and protected.

Have a beautiful day. ❤️

Originally posted by: vibraj

Good morning!

Nice poem on sleep, sleep truly is rejuvenating and invigorating. I know an elderly relative who after a hard day's work would sigh, thank God for night. No more chores and it is a time for rest to the body and mind!

Hope all well with everyone, do take care, have a good day!🤗

Hello and Good afternoon 🌈 friends

Sharing a beautiful story hope you all will love it as much I loved

Most Beautiful Heart :

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly... but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in ... but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.

In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people starred ... how could he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine... mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking... but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love….I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them ... and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart... but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away... and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges... giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too... and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit.... but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Physical perfection is not always beautiful.

Have a good day😊

Originally posted by: cygnet9

Hello and Good afternoon 🌈 friends

Sharing a beautiful story hope you all will love it as much I loved

Most Beautiful Heart :

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen.

The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly... but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in ... but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges.

In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. The people starred ... how could he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought?

The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine... mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking... but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love….I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them ... and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart... but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away... and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges... giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too... and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit.... but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

Physical perfection is not always beautiful.

Have a good day😊

So beautiful, love this heart warming story! I always believe this, time may put wrinkles on our brow but never in our heart, a person is beautiful by his kindness, compassion and empathy, never by physical attributes!

And I think everyone in this CC is very beautiful❤️

Good morning!

What a horrible, wet, rainy day it is here. I hope the city does not go down under.

How are things with everyone? Hope all well in their homes. Keep well, keep safe, have a good day!🤗

Good morning friends. 🤗Have a great day. ❤️

Highly meaningful story, Padma. Thanks for sharing. 🤗

All fine Vibha, yes it is a wet day here also. 🤗

Take care everyone. 🤗

Daadisa, Surekha Sikri passed away today. She suffered a cardiac arrest. Was 75 years old. May God give peace to her soul!❤️

Yes... saw this sad news on TV, she was such a good actress.

May her soul rest in peace. 🙏