A heart of kindness,
A soul so en lighting,
Imagination or reality
That of pure love.
Eyes, as bright as the sunrise;
That reflects mercy.
A smile that can cure you,
Lies submerged inside.
Her drop of tear
Can blossom up a bud
That has withered,
And bring back lives
From the bodies of the dead.
Hand that always blesses,
How good or bad you maybe.
Lap that often is a bed
Of sound sleep,
Nurtures the flowers of innocence
That we all be.
Never keep her in agony
Or give her pain,
Rather keep adding a smile
In her treasure,
And some fine day
You will be blessed
by those almighty hands.

1. a heart touchin one my dear….

   Posted by Da Champ | February 26, 2008, 4:20 pm