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Years ago, long ago, a dear friend gave me a simple Valentine's gift and it means more to me than any other V-day gift I ever received. While he has not been on this earth for many years, he is always near and always in my heart.
A simple plastic box
with a heart and capsule inside
and inside the capsule, a love note.
Friends are as important today as lovers, maybe more so.
Margene
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A very special gift indeed..
Posted by: Dianne | February 14, 2010 at 05:14 PM
lovely. absolutely lovely.
love and hugs to you my friend.
Posted by: Teyani | February 15, 2010 at 10:30 AM
Happy Valentine's Day... love how this gift sums up the traditions of the day.
Posted by: Birdsong | February 15, 2010 at 09:12 PM
Bless him! I haven't see that before. Made me cry a little.
Posted by: Camille | February 16, 2010 at 08:43 AM
Awww, how sweet!
xoxo
Posted by: Sarah | February 17, 2010 at 01:35 AM