A Heart of Gold

A soul as pure as snow flake,
with saint's view that sees no taint in world.
A voice of child that tries to sound grown-up
with giggles so charming that you cant help but laugh along.

A concern so touching that you can't help but pray for him.
Very few are blessed the way you are my child!

Rarely does God make souls like you.
It needs a Heart of Gold to be you!

Have u ever come across such a person, who prays when you are low?

From a mother to her daughter

The altar was all set for the bride to walk in.

It felt nice,

it felt good,
but also some sadness seeping through.

There have been times when i don't care,

but this time i couldn't dare.

It was her smiles that made me cry,

her wedding was a tough test to keep my eyes dry.

A daughter, a sister, a friend to many walked out of home,

holding the hand of the one who makes her his own.

She will oil her hair on her own now,

and my fingers will yearn for those silky tresses.

Tough is the parting people say,

but sweeter it gets if one knows it's for the best of all.

I wish them a happy married life,

and may they always be the best husband and wife.

Whatever!

Crimson light,

torn denims thrown on the floor,

silver nail paint bottle on dresser,

missed calls on cellphone,

coffee mug at the bedside,

disorganised vanity table,

an empty carton of fruit juice,

all the single ladies palying on i-pod,

satin sheets crumpled on the bed.



Wonder what is going on?


Nothing, Sarah is getting another fit: "Whatever!"

Fearless

Fear not the fury of fathers,
fear not the burning sun.

Fear those who appear as frens,
but deep within are your foes.

Fear not the cries you hear,
fear not the ties you bear.

Fear only the probable failure,
for that will keep you from growing strong.