the picture is cute and the heart felt love precious. Well done Tinka. What a lovely melody of love.
Peace&Grace,
Sharon

Tinka, you are an original; of that there can be no doubt. Without love who can we hope to be but with it are dreams can come true.

"Sweet Moments Away" is sweet, sweet, sweet!

Blessings,
Sharon

The poem conveyed this love that
Flows from the heart on to the page
Perfect sweetness and tone love
The outstanding Imagery and Flow!!
Great Job!!!
Love And Peace to You Always..Morning Star

Beautiful in my reading head Tinks, makes me thinks, love sweet love

The sweetness flows from your heart to the screen here...spilling out into my fingers to tell you...How sweet it is!
:)
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Expressed Love well done.

Peace,
Joselyn

Well, at least you know what it is: LOVE!!! Rather than a dose of hypertension or tummy ache. And what a pucker in that pic!! Looks like THOSE lips have been working overtime!!! Love is an over-used word for an under-used feeling... but I think you know EXACTLY what you mean here... and so do we! You're as corny as Kansas in August, right??!! :)) Here's to your Wonderful Guy! LOL Kate xx

Tinka...what is special here is the ease in which any reader can relate to your words from the butterflies to the crazies...love is a special thing. Im just so glad it's happened to you. Can't beat the feling.

Hugs,
Taylor

Touching and so romantic, Tinka...
love and peace, Carole

You're in love with love, Tinka. I enjoyed this poem.

Carmen

A very nice work of thought, nicely penned view of love and it's all encompassing grasp that we so cherish and wish for...

very nice....Art Sun...

Tinks,

Gentle, lifting, romantic, and at moments...melancholy. A true-to-life presentation, from your Treasury. Adorable child....

Love&Hugs, SIS
Rhonda

Thanks for another bouquet of poetry, Tinka.

good one

wonderful poem, Tinka ... speaks volumes ...

Such a beautiful poetic love song.Wonderful work Tinka!

Pleasingly romantic...needed something upbeat right now...this helped make me smile...

Saccrine sweet.

Ron

This is precious, Tinka; and the picture is too adorable! Very well done; thoroughly enjoyed~

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D

Ooooohhhhhh!!!!!! Tinky, this one is beautiful!!!!!!

My childhood has always been fun. We lived in a 4 levels 25 rooms house in Hong Kong. We also had many servants. I had one to myself, who was specially hired just to take care of me, as I was always sick.

However, no matter how sick and skinny I was I had never let that bother me. There were 11 children in the house. You could imagine my loss for being the centre of attention when I moved back to be with mom and dad.

From my birth to until I was six year old, I was living with grandma and grandpa (my mom's side). I was my grandpa's main attraction. I was the "Lucky Star" of his life. But then all that had changed after grandpa died when I had to move back with my mom and dad. There were 5 of us, and another 6 from my aunt, who was separated from her husband at the time, so there were a total of 11 kids in our house.

I was always running barefeet, even though I had expensive slippers. I wore an underwear panties, but often wore no tops, since I preferred not to because of the heat in Hong Kong.

I remember the whole tribe of us kids often ran everywhere everyday inside the house from one level to another, sometimes playing catch, and sometimes playing hide and seek. In the evening we all became peeping toms! We sneaked around the servants' quarters, and watched them bathe when they were naked.

One of the servants we all loved to watch was "Fay Por Saam", meaning "Fat Lady No. 3" in Chinese. We never knew why she would call herself such a name. She was the chef of the family. A mean chef she was! - She never let anyone go into her kitchen, or use any utensils after she washed the dishes. - She marked the kitchen as her own territory.

On the 4th level of the house was the servants' quarters. However, the place where they took baths only had a wooden door, and because of the wears and tears all through the years, the wooden door cracked and left slits of small openings that we could just squint our eyes and be able to peek in while the servants took baths.

Whenever "Fay Por Saam" took bath, we would all call out to one another, "Fay Por Saam is taking a bath now, come and watch! Hurry! Come and watch!"

To that we would all gather in front of that wooden door and peeked in. Anyway, I'm not sure if "Fay Por Saam" knew that she was being watched. Perhaps she did, or perhaps not. She was fat, but she was our favorite to watch. We probably couldn't even see anything clearly anyway, but just the thought of peeping in on a bath was fun to us.

I do not know why we did that, guess we were just being ridiculous...and naughty and nice!...Heeeheee!!!!!!

Sandie May Angel :o)

This is a beauty, Tinka.

So very touchingly true. Expressed, as usual, so very well. R

Quite a devotional, Tinka. Thanks for your comments.

Brett

Loved the picture...toooo cute! Enjoyed the write, you are right, those special people in our lives make life more enjoyable, a reason to keep pushing and pressing on, and a joy unspeakable! Beautiful write my friend! Enjoyed it much!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Love the photo!

Chrissy

Hold this love you are blessed with close to your heart and never let it go.My compliments to an passionate write,You deserve this love,
God Bless

Michael

Another sweet romantic stroll into the affairs of Tinka's heart. Beautiful.

Fee

smooch of a poem, Tinka. :) Dawn

There is some wonderful "love" poetry on AD today and this is one of the best ! Love - it's all you need ! :-)

Keep Smoochin the Day away, Tinky. Kissing Wars are far better than the other kind.