Slow moving day
Staring at peaceful land
Looking around, being grateful
I am blessed
I am blessed
I’m not taking anything  for granted
No, no
Slow moving day

Take time to reflect
Going out in nature
I am grateful
I am grateful
Loving my time
With my fur baby
It’s a slow moving day
I am blessed

Do not knock,
The door of my heart is locked.
Once,  it was a glorious place
Filled with the love of my dearly beloved,
and the soft sound of my heartbeats.
Now, it's empty and silent.
Graveyard of a dead love.
A forbidden place for lovers.
Please, do not knock
You can't enter
The door to my heart is locked forever.

Once I was asked..if I could,
would I trade my broken heart with a perfect new heart ?
As tempting as it was,
I said I would not.
"Strange", he said. "Why not?"
With a smile I replied

"It is my broken heart that has turned me into a poet.
Each time it aches, emotions flows like a river
from where a beautiful new poem is born ,
which then I share with the world,
to bring them a moment of joy. "

This is our world-
Yours and mine.
We call it home.
It's not perfect ;
It has flaws .
True, we can't make it perfect .
But with a little bit of kindness ,
and a little bit of love
we can always make it better .

Only if we try-
Let us try.

You cannot keep me chained.
You can't clip my wings .
I will not surrender.
I won't accept defeat .
I will break free .
I  will fly away .

I am freedom.

My heart often sings for you,
The eternal song of love.
If it ever touches your heart,
Come to me.
I will be waiting,
For all eternity.

I saw her walking on a full moon night ,
Wearing a silver gown ,
Her face shining like a brilliant star .
She looked at me and smiled .

I stood ,wondering who she was .
Soon, I found her standing next to me .
She greeted me with her embrace,
and a kiss upon my lips.

Alas! I  woke up -
It was only a dream.

A match made in Heaven
Was lit and burned up here on Earth
Someone should have spoken up and objected . Instead they said they wished us the worst