His small, soft, chubby hands clutches onto mine - large, rough, calloused But he doesn't care He loves his mom and it feels wonderful... Just holding hands...
Daffodils shiver in delight As the summer breeze mischievously whistles by Teasing the daffodils to a dance White cotton candy clouds play peekaboo with the sun I float upon my hammock In the company of Austen I nod in and out of my blissful nap Oh what a Perfect Day !!
Wind howls through the window Skies grey and dull as if in mourning... Amidst so much dreariness A lil bird hops and skips on my window sill Chirping as she goes Spreading cheer on this dreadful morn... Telling me ... all is not lost Tomorrow...still to come...
Dark clouds gather overhead A drop of rain bounces off my raven head I look for shelter but find none Suddenly I feel something Over my head - your jacket And I find my shelter.. right by your side