Monday, 29 August 2011
Tiny bits of grain
Could well make a difference
Between life and death
Gifted are those who
Know not how to stay hungry
Or face misery
Share what you have got
With the not so fortunate
Try to whet your soul
The magic of grain
Is sure to appease the pain
Albeit just small
Make a vow tonight
Shall first feed every night
Just before I eat
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Thursday, 25 August 2011
When I close my eyes
I can see your charming face
When I breathe the Air
I can feel your gentle Care
Caressing my labored heart
For The Purple TreeHouse and Gooseberry Garden
I can see your charming face
When I breathe the Air
I can feel your gentle Care
Caressing my labored heart
For The Purple TreeHouse and Gooseberry Garden
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Gentle touch of hand
Lilting tunes of your voice
Is my lullaby
Drowning all my grief
In your sea of love for me
Always your Baby
First glimpse of the world
Was your face with pride and smile
Clasping my small thumb
For Haiku-Heights and Gooseberry Garden
Lilting tunes of your voice
Is my lullaby
Drowning all my grief
In your sea of love for me
Always your Baby
First glimpse of the world
Was your face with pride and smile
Clasping my small thumb
For Haiku-Heights and Gooseberry Garden
Friday, 19 August 2011
Tuesday, 16 August 2011
