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Butterflies fluttering
through shrubs and trees
everywhere,

Kangaroo droppings
scattered randomly
here and there.

Wombat burrows
make for a cool secret home,

Wild ferns in clumps
where deer
has been known to roam.

An ocean of giant trees
making waves
as far as the naked eye can see,

This is my piece of the forest,
This is where my heart is--this is home
to me.

My dream
to own a piece of Australian bushland
has finally come to be,

I am forever grateful and ever so thankful
that God has given this grand blessing
to us - to me.

By Lady R.F©2017
My soul is beyond content today.
I thank dear God in heaven
For his blessings.
All praise to God!
I'm going to try
taking only
one breath at a time,

I'm going to try
taking only
one day at a time.

I'm going to try
to override my anxious heart
and my chaotic mind,

I'm going to try
to be stronger,
and I am going to pray harder
for some relief;
this is what I hope to find!

By Lady R.F ©2017
My full moon when you come near become super moon
In complete darkness you will prove to be a real boon
For your alluring beauty my love will prove a good tune
Music of my love and frequency of your beauty have hewn

My sweetheart come near to me to enlighten me with beams
Let us make life beautiful try to disappear to sweet dreams
Let us be part of galaxies to dance and play with love streams
Let us be frank to touch clear blue sky in our love esteems

Eternity of love will celebrate chain of love for times to come
We will be in heaven by overcoming trials of life troublesome
Rivals with their inherent contempt ,hatred may create chasm
I am a romantic poet of the East, you my sweetheart love poem

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
There was
none
to
listen
to her

Her words were like:

- A cry in the wilderness
that broke and shattered on woody trunks

- The howl of a lone wolf
that rose in the dead of the night

- The cry of an infant
that told the world, it was hungry

The cacophony of discordant orchestra
that left a jarring effect on the listeners

Her words sounded meaningless
To a world that spoke a different tongue

With no receptacle, her words like heated waters
Evanesced into vapor and billowed upward
Like coils of smoke to freeze into clouds

But one day it rained down,
Quite unexpected…….

With thunder and lightning!
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