Would I have ever written
If always surrounded by the people I grew up with, my folks
They are a reason for my happiness and strength
Being with family and forgetting the rest
Life is great, in my Happy nest
But, it brings you reasons and its own tests
So I write, forgetting the rest

Drowning
afloat
bobbing
Dreaming

Not feeling the heart
Beats without a beat
Sinking

The spoken never a first choice
Written
Words lose the game

You bring me garlands everyday,
Strung with the most delicate flowers
From your ****** garden!
Each one of them is a gem
One as beautiful as the other
Laden with your myriad emotions
Exuding your innermost thoughts
Spreading the most heavenly aromas!
I thank you, poets of the heart,
Architects of hopes and dreams,
For making me aspire for life!