it was dark and tender
my dad next to me
I was five
so free
at the driveway
we be

at some point
of the night
we looked upon the sky

I don't know why

we looked at the north
I saw a star so bright
with the colour of light

I looked him in the eyes
and said
“that's…grandpa”
flying so high

he said “no”

that's the northern star
it will always be
the brightest of them all
it's there when you seek
a guide to peek

when you've traveled so far
where no one can fish
when you wonder
‘Is this… ?’
or
‘What if…?’’
remember the star
that's it

Today is today.
Yesterday is gone.
Tomorrow is not known.
But a fleeting moment captured.
Fills the heart with joy.

Are we tired, of chasing pretty rainbows 🌈.
Are we tired of spinning round and round.
So  a day as such as this,we will not chase.
But obtain everything, that we desire.
As we hold hands.
With our Maker.

There is a constant cry, from many.
When  cups, run dry and they are empty.
Fill me.
Fill me.
Is a silent plea, as trials are many.
Fears seemed to overflow,as unto a river.
So there is a constant cry from many.
As the cry goes out
Fill me.
Fill me.
Until I overflow,

Soft beige with raddish flush
Pearly eyes , slanty noes and strawberry lips
He speaks in hevanly kukkoo melody softening many  hearts
Godly man he is , a man of words one might say
He is king of people's heart not  for his strength but kindness he protrays..