One by one
take one step at a time
said her daddy, teaching her to walk
the little girl only one year old
she looked up and smiled
and let go of his hand.
Now seventeen years old
out driving in the snow
driving to fast, hitting a pole
after getting the news
her dad rushes to her
hearing the terrible
news, she may never walk again.
One by one, my dear
take one step at a time
said her daddy teaching
her to walk again.
She looked up with a smile
as she did sixteen years ago and
let go of his hand, for the last time.
-Sarah
Last
Friend, whose smile has come to beVery precious unto me,Though I know I drank not firstOf your love’s bright fountain-burst,Yet I grieve not for the past,So you only love me last!Other souls may
One Last Kiss
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI
ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI
बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा काँधा मिला था
TUJHE KARTE HUM NAMAN
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से कर पावन।
In Loving Memory
On every soldier’s tombstoneshould be a message of honor, respect and love:"In loving memoryof one who loved his country,who fought against evilto preserve what is right and true and good.In loving
dosti oe zindgi ke mokaam
एक दिन जिंदगी ऐसे मुकाम पर पहुँच जाएँगी।दोस्ती तो सिर्फ़ यादों में ही रह
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
kismat ki baat hai
Kismat kismat ki baat hai
KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN
Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,
