It is a hot hot hot day The sun is shining always Feels like a steak on a hot stove Burning sizzling hot Sweats and dehydration Drink lots of water, isotonic and lots more.
It is a hot hot hot day Hope the rain will come my way Chill will be nice Or one will melt like an ice.
Ain't worried about you, my dear You can take care of yourself, that is clear; Just try harder, especially your health For it is your treasure of wealth; Am just concerned, yet can't do much So every night, as I sleep, I pray from my heart; Hopeful, that a silent thought will come thru For there is nothing more that I can do......
The power of prayer Doing nothing, and hoping it is helping.
The world is hustling and bustling Sounds surrounds humming into the ears Listening, but not acknowledging Thoughts that lingers not synchronized The envisioned, and the heard, don't go hand-in-hand.
Hushed A silence within.
Smile A silence accord.
Amidst it all Enjoy the silence that is profound From within.
I write in remembrance of memories of a Graceful angel, whom Heaven sent. Words flow Gracefully, inspired. Words filled the space with Gracefulness, aspired.
I write till the day comes, that no words can further describe, and no vocabulary can further define, that when she look into the space, and when she reads the poems, she will realize, the angel's name is GRACE.