~~~
When the wooden door leads a little,
To a force is put
In the erst of the body fleece wells,  
Sweet sweating as the dew is deposited

The clamor of the known birds,
Uttering,
Be filled,
North wind changes direction,
Comes through my southern window

When harmonic air,
Passed over the yellow paddy fields,
Farmers perches hope's aroma
Into the hearts  

At the mid of the noon,
Cowboys keep exhaustion on flute
Swelling of the new message,
Leaves
Flowers
Fruits

After a Long waiting,
Pied crested Cuckoo singing
Mating songs
The peacock repeatedly whispering peahen

My beloved,
Your one "April" desires
bought us,
Cuddly child as the light purple rose

And they say you
Sing your song of arrival
O' April O' come!
Once Again!

Show Your Cyclone form
Engross your soul
Bring the rain,
Chill the Nature
Add to birth New Child for the unscathed time
~~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

if energy cannot be destroyed or created,
than we have always existed
and we will always exist.

this is both a comforting and terrifying understanding of forever.

I couldn't help but think of those that went on before us, fought for us, defended us, and their lives were taken. They were strong so that we could be strong. They fought so we wouldn't have to fight. Their love for us and for their country was so intense that it made our love stronger as well. I couldn't help but think of those that fight even now, in hopes that we can have peace, hoping our dreams will be fulfilled, and life would be more tolerable. Then, and only then they know they can come home and relax with little or no worries. It is an honor to have known some of those men and women that fought in the past or continue to fight now. One of those men in which I am so proud of is my father. His life was long and hard, but will be remembered, just as so many others that fought in the wars over the years.

Could it be,
This tiny life growing inside me
So miraculously.

Could the future be so uncertain,
Could we lift this huge curtain.
So we could cherish the moments we spend.
Me and you,
Mother and son.

But everyone will make their opinions known,
Of how they feel about me and you.
Your grandma will disown us,
Your grandpa won't accept us.

Your dad isn't ready for this,
It's a big leap of commitment you see?

Will I have to let you go?
If I do, I want you to know.
That I'll always love you
No matter what.
My diamond,
My sunshine,
My star,
My child it's you I adore...