Day 200 in 2017

Encircling the focus 

Is to lock the heart at it. 

None other than you could 

See what’s being locked. 

See to it. 

See through it. 

Don’t let the eyes blink out of it,

Even for a split second; 

Or they’ll get distracted 

And never come back at it. 

Day 199 in 2017

Welcoming the newest blooms,

With the sweetness of bright rose,

As they embark on a new mission, 

Through the labyrinth of transition, 

Like a complicated prose,

Trying to conquer the future as it blooms. 

Day 108 in 2017

We always have stories to tell, 

And dreams to share.

Imagination runs well, 

When we just care

To let its magic spell 

Whirl and swirl in pair

And pull it out of its shell. 

It’s one of my students’ story

Day 9 in 2017 

It’s Monday again. 

Time to go for another round,

Wondering what to gain

Among the life mound.

But chunks of advice are always at hand

For anyone in the urge to learn. 

Here’s what I wrote while encountering the morn:

“Dear students,  

The capacity to learn is a gift. 

The ability to learn is a skill. 

But the willingness to learn is a choice.
Choose wisely and have fun 

As long as you roam under the sun.”

Day 5 in 2017 

Back to school, back to work. 

It was so hot 

I miss my flip-flops, 

Tees and shorts; 

Doing nothing nearly barefoot  

With the green grass to look at 

And the blue sky to smile at.