
If Beauty fades,
Then, my dear
Give me shares
Before it vanishes.
And if it lingers,
Then why refuse
To give me shares
That will ever remain?

If Beauty fades,
Then, my dear
Give me shares
Before it vanishes.
And if it lingers,
Then why refuse
To give me shares
That will ever remain?

Let nothing disturb you,
Let nothing frighten you,
All these will evanesce.
Patience will harvest all things.
Your credo will obviate fears.
The courage to change scintillates.
Click here for Thursday evening
This is an episode 2 of the Sylvanian Series I have written. Although the story might be deemed intent upon children because of the characters being anthromopoistic, it is actually intended for all ages, including the young at heart.
The theme of the story goes thus: It’s a Thursday evening, when the the residents of Avonlea enjoy their mealtime after a hard day’s work. In fact, Thursdays are much pleasant than Fridays because the impending weekends are all the more enlivened by plans of cherished weekend activities as they deem enjoyable and rewarding on their own accord.
It’s always heartening and relaxing to expect to do something rather than doing it in actuality. Meet Sally, Mr. Karl’s family, Mrs. Lompstrompf, Mathilda, and a band of little guys for their evening repast.
*Sylvanians are the residents of Avonlea, the miniature figures that I have. I haven taken pictures thereof and written a few short episodic stories thereabout.

A Star light, a star bright,
sprinkled in the milky way.
The Moon watches the night,
and serenades the Stage Sky.
Tuesday, March 15th, 2011

The Face of a pretty Water Fairy,
The Food of Dreamy Forgetfulness,
The Figure of pristine Sacred Purity,
Flowering into Divine Beauty in Sweet Euphoria.
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