There is a majestic quality
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some never realize
The magnificence they hold in others' eyes.
Ah, yes, life itself is the gift.
Though the memory, itself, Time doth sift.
And some might think the reverence gone
As those we love one by one pass on.
But the intricacies Fate doth weave
In commemoration for all who grieve.
Are the blessings given to rebirth
From souls no-longer of this earth.
At first notice I came undone,
My father staring at me through my son.
But, now, in joy I ascertain
Through him, my father lives again.
I look to heavens' resounding grace
Renewed appreciation of life and my place.
Knowing as each newborn child opens their eyes
The miracle continues, no one really dies.
(Michael Anderson)
I love you so much.
Please never doubt this is true.
But I'm having such
You mean the world to me.
Nothing will ever come between us.
No matter what anybo
कभी धूप कभी छाया है
कभी सत्य कभी मा
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
It's an unexplained feeling that we all hope to find
That wonderful feeling that seems to
कहते हैं कि दोस्ती का रिश्ता,
बडाह
NEEND UD GAYI PATA HI NA CHALA
जिंदगी की आपाधापी में कब हमारी उम्र न
life is confusing
for all of us
no matter how small or how big
we all hav
I'm happy when you look at me.
A smile is what you see,
But what would you get
