I was born small, not being able to move but cry,
                       not being able to see what the world is like.
        
            LOVE is how I was conceived. I can not speak nor breathe
            on my own; your unconditional love is what kept me
                                               ALIVE!

            Don't turn your eyes away from me because one blink is
            all it will take and you'll see me turn blue.....

             Just imagine yourself being born small, weak and unable
                                to speak and stop breathing.

            My mama knew how to breathe life back into my small
                                               BODY!!

            She breathe not once, not twice but a few more times!!
            Her unconditional love of breathe, brought me back!!

            If I were able to speak. I would tell her don't cry mama! I
            know you love and will care for me. I feel your pain and I
            know how much you sacrifice your life for
                                                MINE!!

        ­   Mama, I'am making progress and learning to breath on my
           own. It was your UNCONDITIONAL LOVE that saved me!
           Mama remember when I was born small and yet, I'am still
                                                YOUR
           ­                                   ANGEL!!!

When I sit and think.. ????

I think of how God created US
God created Parents and others that are called Our Siblings.
God created Ears, Eyes, Noses and even Fingers and Toes.
How Fortune are some of US to have been BORN with them?

''God not only created One He created Two of each things''

He also decide to supply Us with water and other sources.
As I often Think??? Why do We destroy what has been here for so Many Centuries and its Purpose is to be able to use it???

How often do you think of others who might had lived as you and I do; and now are homeless???

How about thinking if they were once's wealthy and now poor???The struggles of trying to keep it altogether??? Or the little hope they had that was taking from them???

I often think of them and how they manage without...
It sadden me to see an Elderly women in a public bathroom washing her belongings. As I try not to share;  I shook my head and reach into my pocket to give her money. She bless me so many times it brought tears to my eyes!!
I often think of her... And I wonder what was her LIFE like.; some are out there with no HOPE; little FAITH or no desire to return to what was once's upon a time...

Some of them not having a place to call HOME as WE do...
while others go unnotice because they do not have No identity of there own; and some who just don't care to reconciliate anything of their past...

As I often think if I were your Parent or Sibling and HOMELESS would you be afraid to take the shirt of your back and Clothe ME? Would you pass Judgement of my Misfortune??? Or would you buy me something to eat or spare me some change to help ME??? Don't just pass by me and pretend that I do not exist because I do...  Remember I'am HUMAN just like You''!!!

God made good people like those who are reading this poem to give a lending ear; soar with your eyes and be a giver, at times It might just be a prayer that you may offer them, be a good servant and give them a bit of information of any avaliable shelter etc...  or maybe something to keep them warm . ''YOU DON-NOT KNOW THEIR STORIES''.  Let God use YOU and do a good deed in Someone Else LIFE;  do for the unknown and watch the BLESSING come back to YOU....

Ashi

The best of our memories will always be treasure...
For life was beautiful, even if death has follow.

Walk towards the light for indeed it will guide you
through the night...

Peaceful is what you'll find; sleeping is what you'll be...
Emptiness is the least to feel, for in our hearts you will
always be real. Tears of sorrow are being shed. But, for
each other we will all mend...

''For Life is Beautiful and Death is Peaceful''
                            
                              Rest In Peace...

Shhhhh......  Listen hear that ticking sound ?  Tick tock tick tock.
It does not stand still for no one not you nor I or them .

Time is the existences of the past present and future.  Yet it is repeated. It has a beginning but has no end.  At times it moves forward and backward.  Are we connected to time?  Indeed we all are ; Time is something most of us relay upon. As a reminder of the many things to do, people and places to see. Don't rush time make use of it. Listen it is still ticking. Tick tock tick tock. " Your time is percious so use it wisely". Remember Time does not stand still for no one.  Shhh... Listen is still ticking.

The Clouds above are soft as Cushions.
The Rain that falls is like Tears that are are being shed .  And yet Heaven is pleasant !  Angels are to guide while Wings are for flying.
                    '' Oh Gosh''
Is Heaven a world of peace ?  Have you ever wonder what Heaven is like? '' I don't know''   But my grandma told me so !
It is beautiful she said ;  still it wasn't her time ,  for God told her soul !!
When it is time for anyone of us to go Believe me GOD will guide you with his light...
Then you'll ask yourself  ?  Is this what Heaven is like !!