White powdery flakes drift through the air Aimlessly wandering like a lost soul They go where the wind takes them As if on an evening stroll   From the warmth of his covers With beady little eyes, he watched it float Beautiful n mesmerizing was their creation O’ how the heavens must gloat   Getting Read more…

With tears running down her round beady eyes The little one sat with her head bent low She clutched her soft toy tight N looked at the sky, sprinkled with a soft glow   Her father came around and sat beside her “Why are you here all by yourself?” he asked “I miss mom,” was Read more…

Your time has not come, not yet! The sand trickles slowly, Down the hourglass Thanking the heavens above, You take a slow and deep breath With your loved ones around you   Now the roads seem empty and vacant, Once bubbling with hurrying souls As the days morph into night To see the gift of Read more…