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The Grandson

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It must be fun for a silver wedding anniversary go to, there must be no room for sadness. It is such a long time behind the couple, and one looks forward to the further events in the life of families. The children are tall, the grandchildren grow up and have their own plans and dreams. But they come again and again to the grandparents and ask for a good Council. The grandparents, today’s silver wedding couple, have a great life experience, they can find the best way in many life situations. The relatives are eternally grateful to them, they would also show that the wedding couple.

Now, to just text, to the silver wedding anniversary poems are well suited. The poems are an unforgettable gift. Maybe you will still keep them long after the silver wedding anniversary, like the speaker remember, very attentive guests, who so beautiful listened to the recitation of the poem. It’s often just the grandson, who likes to prepare a surprise to her Grandma and Grandpa. A collection of image resonates powerfully with the guests and the couple. It needs some Preparatory work, which is not easy, because it should be a surprise for the birthday boy. So it is a presentation of the last 25 years together. The grandson then demonstrate it.

It all photos are studied through this opportunity, witty motifs are very valuable. It must be always fun. Each photo is equipped with spells or short poems. You did this job, it would be even a greater joy for the bridal couple, if these sayings to the silver wedding in a history are woven. It is then carried out a whole life story in front of the guests. You can see how the employees gradually change, they become more mature. While the pictures can cause also melancholy, very appropriately selected proverbs to the silver wedding will always make sure, that revelers society still in the serene area as a whole remains.

Reverend

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I’m seriously evaluating the possibility of dye me hair. Yes, I know that it is a frivolity with which is falling, but do you want to tell you if within nothing touches me meet 40 anazos and I can’t get to see me in the mirror with the several dozens of reeds that prodigious decade has left on my skull? I I always resist to attack my lush and characteristic capillary mass with dyes, ointments and various ammonia that would endanger its extraordinary vitality, so that the most that I’ve come in a matter of hairs _a of head, me refiero_ is to clarify its particular genetic tendency to the pelirrojez with some golden reflejito of those harmless that nobody noticed unless you plant the Reverend cocorota under the noon sun. Without forgetting, of course, back in my university stage, homemade herbal henna applications on the above, a method of capillary beautification that my then colleague of floor and race and that you write us spent Fund achieving _do It is cona_ two of the most striking Manes of the faculty. That already almost twenty years ago, thus it is that you a heart attack because of the tempus fugit, almost four decades in which my Leonine hair has not needed more than a daily shampoo and just a brief brushing occasionally to look majestic causing envy to feetlovers pelitenidas three to the fourth. Today, however _despues of a lot of life and winters that have passed me his voracious invoice by the cabeza_, I am the pale envious. And not to those beyond artificial and repainting Manes mean that lines above, but before the wild mata of hair of my eldest daughter, lush, unruly, tupidisima, redhead, strangely Celtic and reminds me of my own from years ago, when even he did not know the devastating effect of stress, anxiety, and the unpleasantness on the hairy heritage and las Canas I were as alien as the Crow’s feet or wrinkles in the soul. They say without much success who had, retained. . .