What reason it shall gives
when the dead leaves
It used to live
Through the seasons
Green it was
Staying alive, only reason
To age, beauty pauses
Still beautiful
Leaves

Untouched sand they once were
Blew away, the gentle wind sings
Settled on the dandelions fur
Or somewhere far it brings
Out the window twilight greets
Song birds and honey bees
Shall gather around for treats
And the dandelions will open with ease

His smiles and laughter
Were everything to her
If he could understand
One day he would.

He would soon outgrow
His squeaky shoes
And his boy vest
His favorite ride now too small.


Wrinkles and grays
Worked their shifts against time
Or a reminder
Of her selfless love?

His smiles and laughter
Never change
He will always be
Her little boy.

To the flower
That would never had the chance
To bask in the next summer sun
I hope you will enjoy
The coming winter

For the perfect recipe
Two cups of all-purpose flour
Let's get started
One cup of butter
Makes it creamy
One fresh egg
Binds us strong
Half teaspoon of vanilla
Your luscious lips
Quarter teaspoon of salt
My love is hydroscopic
And less sugar
I don't need more

Mandarin oranges

In pair, Intertwined with love

Sweetness be with you!

You and me,

In troubled waters we struggle,

We shouldn't go deep,

Cold nights we snuggle,

And talk about life's steep,

Under the warm blanket.

You and me,

Till we descent.