tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46858175674155942212024-02-08T07:28:18.487+01:00Natale Nel Mio Cuore Onorerò il Natale nel mio cuore e lo terrò con me tutto l'anno
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-83076087150347379362018-01-01T00:00:00.000+01:002018-01-01T17:57:18.176+01:00Buon 2018<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-68624018580093192752017-12-31T23:58:00.000+01:002018-01-01T17:43:13.041+01:00La diligenza di Capodanno<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Mezzanotte suonò sopra il villaggio</div>
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nella placida piazza solitaria...</div>
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le ore sobbalzano nell'aria</div>
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per la tacita volta senza raggio;</div>
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recava da lontano, intanto il vento</div>
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come un tintinnio garrulo d'argento,</div>
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e pel villaggio solitario; errare</div>
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un trotto di cavali si sentì;</div>
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un cavallo vicino, ecco nitrì</div>
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il gabellier si sporse per guardare;</div>
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qualche finestra ancor s'illuminò</div>
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e mezzanotte, lenta, risonò.</div>
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La diligenza a dodici cavalli</div>
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arriva con dodici signori.</div>
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e tutti, presto presto, venner fuori</div>
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con valige, con scatole, con scialli;</div>
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e il primo, un vecchio tremulo e bonario:</div>
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« Lode a Dio - esclamò - siamo in orario! »</div>
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Era il trentun dicembre ed era l'ora</div>
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che l'anno vecchio, curvo, se ne va,</div>
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nel mare eterno dell'eternità</div>
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svanisce, si disperde, si scolora,</div>
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mentre vanno per ville e per tuguri</div>
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baci e abbracci, brindisi e auguri.</div>
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Hans Christian Andersen</div>
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-78501449366191574032017-12-17T16:22:00.002+01:002017-12-17T16:22:37.944+01:00Messaggio di Natale <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-18562144738078339022017-12-08T20:51:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:51:17.415+01:00Il tuo perdono come regalo di Natale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fatti un regalo per Natale:<br />
perdona qualcuno che ti ha fatto del male.<br />
Libera il tuo cuore da questo peso<br />
e lascia che ritorni a sorridere.<br />
Antonio Curnetta</div>
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-70397627182909106932017-12-08T20:48:00.001+01:002017-12-08T20:48:07.580+01:00Ho sempre pensato al Natale come ad un bel momento<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Un momento gentile, caritatevole, piacevole e dedicato al perdono.</div>
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L’unico momento che conosco, nel lungo anno, in cui gli uomini e le donne</div>
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sembrano aprire consensualmente e liberamente i loro cuori, solitamente chiusi.</div>
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Charles Dickens</div>
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-27514627596577213652017-12-08T20:45:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:45:55.296+01:00Il Natale è l’amore in azione<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ogni volta che amiamo<br />
ogni volta che doniamo,<br />
è Natale.<br />
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Dale Evans Rogers</div>
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-6587318095960618082017-12-08T20:44:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:44:01.665+01:00Il Natale muove una bacchetta magica sul mondo<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ed ecco, tutto è più dolce e più bello<br />
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Norman Vincent Peale</div>
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-4989107099892057522017-12-08T20:41:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:41:23.075+01:00E se invece venisse per davvero?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Se la preghiera, la letterina, il desiderio<br />
espresso così, più che altro per gioco<br />
venisse preso sul serio?<br />
Se il regno della fiaba e del mistero<br />
si avverasse?<br />
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Dino Buzzati</div>
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-8600676559158729812017-12-08T20:39:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:39:09.468+01:00Il pianeta degli alberi di Natale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Dove sono i bambini che non hanno<br />
l’albero di Natale<br />
con la neve d’argento, i lumini<br />
e i frutti di cioccolata?<br />
Presto, presto, adunata, si va<br />
nel pianeta degli alberi di Natale,<br />
io so dove sta.<br />
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Gianni Rodari</div>
Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-41296902443317538312017-12-08T20:36:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:36:05.835+01:00Filastrocca di Natale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Babbo Natale viene di notte<br />
viene in silenzio a mezzanotte.<br />
Dormono tutti i bimbi buoni<br />
e nei lettini sognano i doni.<br />
Babbo Natale vien fra la neve,<br />
porta i suoi doni là dove deve.<br />
Non sbaglia certo: conosce i nomi<br />
di tutti quanti i bimbi buoni.<br />
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-86244808354314858472017-12-08T20:33:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:33:28.555+01:00Il Natale è per sempre, non soltanto per un giorno<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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L’amare, il condividere, il dare, non sono da mettere da parte </div>
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come i campanellini, le luci e i fili d’argento in qualche scatola su uno scaffale.</div>
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Il bene che fai per gli altri è bene che fai a te stesso.</div>
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Norman Wesley Brooks</div>
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-59460635215782079882017-12-08T20:30:00.000+01:002017-12-08T20:30:50.408+01:00Condividere i buoni sentimenti<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fino a quando non renderemo il Natale un’occasione per condividere i nostri buoni sentimenti,</div>
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tutta la neve del Polo Nord non basterà ad imbiancarlo</div>
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Bing Crosby</div>
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-10570354000994057342017-12-08T20:27:00.001+01:002017-12-08T20:27:52.571+01:00La fiamma dell'amore<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Il Natale è la dolce stagione</div>
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nel quale dobbiamo accendere il fuoco dell’ospitalità</div>
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e la straordinaria fiamma di carità del nostro cuore</div>
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Washington Irving</div>
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Redazionehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01089972324692403967noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4685817567415594221.post-44094431247127938132017-12-08T20:25:00.001+01:002017-12-08T20:25:22.267+01:00Amo la neve<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Amo la neve per la stessa ragione per cui amo il Natale: unisce le persone, mentre il tempo si ferma. Le coppie che si tengono per mano serpeggiano pigramente per le strade e bambini tirano le slitte e si inseguono con le palle di neve. Nessuno sembra essere in corsa per sperimentare qualcosa di diverso dalla gloria del giorno.</div>
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Che è speranza;<br />
Lo spirito del Natale, che è pace;<br />
Il cuore del Natale, che è amore.<br />
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E’ bene tornar bambini qualche volta e non vi è miglior tempo che il Natale, allorché il suo onnipotente fondatore era egli stesso un bambino….</div>
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Per fare un albero di Natale ci vogliono tre cose: gli ornamenti, l’albero e la fede nel futuro.</div>
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Il silenzio che dilaga per le strade,<br />
una fiamma custodita tra le nostre mani,<br />
un fiume solitario che torna alla sua sorgente.<br />
la gioia di donare qualcosa e la gioia di ricevere.<br />
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Quand’ero bambino, erano la luce dell’albero di Natale, la musica della messa di mezzanotte, la dolcezza dei sorrisi a far risplendere il regalo di Natale che ricevevo.</div>
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A quegli amici su cui posso contare senza riserve;</div>
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A chi c’è sempre nel momento del bisogno;</div>
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A chi non si dimentica, nemmeno una volta, di perdonare i miei errori</div>
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a chi c’è sempre, nonostante gli sbagli,</div>
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a chi mi sorride, anche se prova dolore nel cuore,</div>
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a chi usa gentilezza senza aspettarsi nulla in cambio,</div>
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a chi osa amare, sorridere, sperare e mi insegna a farlo.</div>
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A tutti voi amici sinceri,</div>
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Auguri di Cuore! Buon Anno Nuovo!</div>
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Natale, il volto di un babbo,</div>
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le luci di un albero,</div>
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Questo è il Natale,</div>
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una data che ci ricorda,</div>
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la straordinaria bellezza</div>
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che puo’ portare con se’</div>
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un giorno di festa.</div>
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Natale è simbolo di stelle, di angeli e del divino! Ti auguro che l'atmosfera d'amore che si respira in questo periodo possa restare per sempre nel tuo cuore. Buon Natale 💖</div>
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Al tuo nemico, perdono.</div>
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Al tuo avversario, tolleranza.</div>
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A un amico, il tuo cuore.</div>
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A un cliente, il servizio.</div>
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A tutti, la carità.</div>
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A ogni bambino, un buon esempio.</div>
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A te stesso, rispetto.</div>
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