Saturday morning sunshine peeps through the rows of guardian trees,
Smiling gently at you,
And assures you about great things that are coming to pass.
You ask yourself about the path you’re walking through;
Why is it hidden among the guardian trees?
How would anyone see the path?
Who would walk the path?
The sun replies quietly, “It’s not your call to think about it”
Yes, listen to the sun.
It’s unimaginable how love works.
Tenderness could melt rocks.
Affection could warm the heart like socks.
Love stories are legendary like Captain Spock!
Oh how I miss December,
When the warmth of love radiates my universe,
As the little lights shine through the entire house.
The heart jumps up the moment I greet each morning,
As if surprises await around the corner,
Waiting for me to chant my wish verse.
The joy causes my life to arouse,
In the festive days like Spring.
Bright morning smiles gently,
And you blossom timidly,
In the corner of the garden,
As if you just want to be hidden.
Smile back at the kind morning,
For it has so much to bring,
To your seconds and minutes and hours.
Come out as who you are, beautiful flower.
It’s National Siblings Day, they say –
A kind reminder of how much God loves me.
We’re all different from one another,
Yet we’re the same in loving one another.
We have our own circle of friends,
Yet we circle one another with affection.
We walk separate paths in life,
Yet we never leave one another behind.
We grow into disparate flowers,
Yet we come from the same root.
Thank you for reminding us of
How strong we can be.
All the used-to-be impossible
Has become an illusion.
The more years we walk through
The stronger we become;
For strength is not in the muscle nor numbers,
But in the grateful heart.
Sunday – fun day,
The rejuvenated pair of feet testified about it.
The refreshed veins put the biggest smile at it.
The relaxed muscles now can repose.
The happiest heart is filled with love.