SPRING
The garden's flower dancing in flair,
In the music of the warm sweet air.
Red, yellow, bule , white...
What a beautiful welcoming sight.
Look the mumma bird is hiving her nest,
For her new born babies to rest.
And there the bees with their buzz,
Are creating a melodious fuss.
Comming out of winters hibernation,
The snakes are celebrating rejuvenation.
I hear the singing of the cuckoo bird,
On the nearby trees in the children's park.
The butterflies with their glitzy wings,
Are welcoming the lovely spring.
The soft drizzles soaks the earth,
Everythings alive getting new birth.
The cool calm and gentle breeze,
Embraces our soul and mind it please.
Thank you for the happiness you bring,
Sweet , pleasant and blissful spring.

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I AM SORRY
I am sorry for being impatient, weird,
jealous,Stubborn, moody ,childish....
and that you have to go through this.
But thank you that you didn't give up on me.
And I love you so so .......muuuuccchhh!

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I didn't think we would end up together,
But always wished we would
And I am so much happy that we did.

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DANDELION
Popping up out from the greens
A galaxy of little golden blooms
So Vibrant and beautiful
Ah! A preety sight to see.
I wonder how?
People called them weeds.
They grow and grow.
To become white and gray
Until some day
the evening breeze ,
blows them away
And they fly high into the sky
Swirling in freedom
Away from worries of the world
Travelling into the unknown.

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I will always find ways
to come back to you
to love you in a different way
so even if I am gone one day
remember me as I whisper in your ears
when you hear the winds blow
remember me as I kiss your cheeks
when the soft drizzles sprinkles over your face
remember me as I offer a cold hug
when you embrace the first shower of snow
remember me as I hold your hand
when you fondle the lillies of your garden
remember me as I pass you smiles
when you watch a beautiful rainbow
I promise
I will always find ways
to be around you
to watch you
to love you..

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I often take a stroll through our old memory lane to reminisce the beautiful trails we left behind.

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A BEAUTIFUL SELF
Its not the complexion
fair,dark,white or brown
Neither the appearance
beautiful,ugly,plain or gorgeous
and definitely not your size
fat, thin,curvy or skinny

Its in the way you talk
to a youngster,elder or a toddler
The way you spread smiles
friend,family or a stranger
The way you help
be a needy,human or an animal
The way you approach
kind,gentle and warm
The way you behave
real,polite and true

These actions count
for being a beautiful self.

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A DEAD ROSE

There it laid
between the pages
of the diary
shrunk,dry,brown
withered and dead
with all its colours faded
and all its fragnance gone
yet wrapped in its petals
it carried beautiful memories
colourful,lively and vibrant
treasured from the past .

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She masqueraded herself so well,
even the devils failed to agnize
that she wasn't an angel;
but one of their own kind.
She poses to be a heavenly divine being
but when unveiled;
Beware!
You would be panic-struck,petrified
When you know
Who she really is..

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It can be painful,
It can be poignant.
For those who have lost their mother.
But remember whatever emotions
You had for her
During her lifetime on earth,
You should always carry them in your heart.
The relationship does not end
For the love for her does not stop
It grows , it only grows.
Whenever you are feeling low
Just Remember
you are a strong son;
a strong daughter
Of your strong mother.
She is watching over you
residing beside you.
Maybe you can't see her
But try to feel her.
She lives inside your laughter
She lives inside your smile
So whenever you miss her
Smile a little, laugh a more
For she is there with you.

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