She is sent from heaven above,
Sent with a mission, sent with love,
With a mystic smile on her face,
She soothes souls with eyes of grace.

Like a fairy from a beautiful fairytale,
She is sort by many, come winter or come hail,
Like first rays of the rising sun,
She makes hearts race she makes em run!

I see her day in and out,
Laughing cheerfully and playing about,
I see her right there busy making someone smile,
Waiting on my chance again to spend with her a while.

I lay in my bed and think about her,
My past memories of her ever so blur,
So far away yet always so near,
She's the reason I am still here.

I await the times when we can talk,
I await the times we can finally hold hands and walk,
To feel her for real... so close to me,
In her arms oh so much I long to be.

Her eyes shine like a million suns,
Shines more brightly than anyone,
Her smile so sweet can help but make me smile,
It stops the world in its feet for a while.

When I have no one to turn to,
And no where I really want to go,
And I am feeling kind of low,
When there is no one here to talk to.

I search deep within myself for her care,
That lets me know she's still there,
It is this that keeps the hope inside my heart,
Even though we may be a few miles apart.

A smile then appears upon my face,
No evident sign of sorrow to trace,
When I heard her voice, so soft and sweet,
It was like the sweetest treat.

Happiness you shall be mine again,
Gone are the days of rain,
Far from me I thought you were,
Until I opened my eyes to see you were always near...

Of all the tools in the world, the hammer intrigues me most.
Both in war and peace it has been a worthy companion of the host.

A weapon of mass destruction it is in times of war.
In times of peace a effective tool of mass construction across every shore.

It has been used both to make and to break.
The wisest of men have always known what action to take.

Forged both as a tool and a weapon in the heart of a furnace.
For those who bring a wind of change across the surface.

Amazing is this little human heart,
small n sensitive as a lark.
But has a will most stubborn,
keeps trying n hoping till the last spark.

Never backs down from anything it desires,
kindles that burning internal fire.
Achievable or not it doesn't matter,
until the decided is achieved it will never tire.

But sometimes things don't go the way they are supposed to,
there tough corners n turns in life one has to negotiate.
There may be times of extreme joy n happiness,
then again there are times when you're just not favoured by fate.

The heart can be played with,
hurt and at times broken into a million pieces, all cause expectations are not met,
Its then when it needs to understand that some things are not meant to be,
and some things just aren’t worth the regret.

It must learn that one encounters both joy and pain,
neither of which will forever stay.
It’s no point chasing happiness or for that matter avoiding the fear of getting hurt,
one can never enjoy life truly from the bay.

Its no point shedding a handful of tears,
wasting a few moments for those unfulfilled expectations.
Or for those who weren't after all really near,
for all those moments lost life owes you no remunerations.

Take the joy n good moments in,
little heart never fear from doing anything.
It must be realized that trials n tribulations you will encounter,
but around the corner surely then a larger joy will make you go rig-a-ding-ding.

You understand this and you will be well off sweet heart,
never regret or get upset.
Rather live the moment at hand like you're never going to get it back,
for that moment all your pain n worries to forget.

In life you may not be prepared for one too many things,
sometimes you will sail with ease and yet others you may not.
Don’t get discouraged then or hold on to what has passed,
Move on, the remorse ain’t worth a memory or even a thought...