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From the bottom of my Heart

I have a hoard of images,
each one a precious 
moment in time
I very often open my 
my treasure box
just to gaze.
As I relive the moments
I know that one day
 I will offer these
to you,
as some way of expressing how I feel, 
this is just such an occasion, 
you have all touched me 
deeply with your 

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.


Sending you Love and Light My dear friend. Beautiful images from a beautiful soul.
All My Love,
Unknown said…
sweet. and a heart too.
Miss Robyn said…
love you, my soul friend. xoxo oneday, I hope we will meet... you & I and our two Joes' :)
rebecca said…
i love you. finding you is like opening a treasure box of beauty each and every day.

the lily pad heart?
gma said…
It is delightful exploring the treasures here in this magic box. My favorite reading and images of the day are often here. Not to mention being touched by tender hearts such as yours.
So pretty.

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