Maria Branyas Morera
The oldest person of the world
Died at the age of 117

"Keep things and plan in order

Spend some time in meditation
to live in tranquility

Good connection with friends and family
to make harmones happy

Move around in nature
Love plants and creatures

Never stay long in
Worries and regrets

Keep searching positive note
through positive people"

These are the secrets of her happy and long life

Wonderful to see you
On the page of HP
Gave two well knitted and well written poems

It seems you are going to
rock with your son

I am very happy
As if I met a known person
from my land
On the land of unknowns
Keep it up

Hanging roots of love tree
are eager to touch the land of heart

To grow in a huge pure love tree
Ready to take nourish of care and touch

Let blossom the flowers
Let the scent go around

To send the signals to buzzing critters to exchange
the pollen grains of caress

But we shorten the roots of our love tree
To customize in our own way

Which makes love tree
A Bonsai plant in a tray

Red dot on the bell

Brings a spark within to see who

Sent like, love and comment

I was fascinated by
the divinity every where
In His each creation

Went to
Search divinity
Research divinity
Discover divinity
Preserve divinity

Could not find a place
Without His divinity

That showed me path
to look inside me
Found the best place
To germinate divinity

Made my husband to sit with me
To listen the poems written by me

After each poem
I asked "How is it"
He kept on saying "good"

After few poems
Before I could read next
He left the place by saying

"No poetry can be better
than this"

That made me laugh for few seconds till joy tears come

As I knew
That was the best way to go away for him and
The  best way for me to vent out the emotions inside me

Miss a beautiful tree
Was standing on the round about of beautiful city

When I passed through
way to my school
Its sight mesmerise me

Tall straight hung with
bunches of pink flowery
Blossom and spread it's
spell bound melody

Gave glimpses of its divinity
from very far on the road

Every ascending move for
glorifies its mastery

Nascent sunrays falling
intensify its brightness
Seems to give message of love and purity

After one vacation
It was not traced by eyes

Tree was missing from its place
Only left a deserted raised plateform of bricks and clay

I wish
May see one day
Raised a reverent sapling
From the roots left  behind by the Fallen Tree