Wednesday, March 4, 2009


Like a little flower she quietly blooms
Unaware of her power she thought the world is doom
Beautiful sky I saw in her eyes
Full of wonders and wishes same as mine
Waves of life with ebb and flow
Promise of a new tomorrow if she learns to let go
The safety net of yesterday
Old patterns, sad memories don’t need to stay
Existence is the way
All she has to do is living for today

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