What is a secret?
I was about to get off the car near my mother’s house when I reminded my son, “Remember our deal that you will be good and I will tell my...
My Joy
The apple of my eye. Joy my Joy
A window into my life. How I live it and love it
Old poems (2/6): Nature
Another one at around thirteen years of age. At this point I was living in Halifax, Canada. The sky is bright blue, that the sun shines through. The water is...
Jingle bells
My son and I walked into a cafe in Kuwait with some Christmas songs playing in the background. My son was singing along and I guess they were introduced to...
Old poems (part 1/6): I’d like to be
Below is the first poem that I can remember writing. I was about twelve when I wrote and my English was at its infancy. I’d like to be like the...
Raised a teacher
My elder son loves puppets, acting, and shows. Now that he is off school for the Christmas holiday I have been thinking that this is his opportunity to improve on...
Sun & Moon
A short poem or poetic thought Our roles are best divided this way. That I guard the night, you guard the day. Our true love and friendship will entwine, till...
Humming to the words
We all done this at some stage, mainly as children. When we would forget the words to a popular song or a nursery rhyme or be it a national anthem...
Non stop work
It is very hard for me to sleep when I have an idea buzzing in my head. I would keep at my laptop until I can get most of my...
How long does it take?
Expectations are raised even higher in our fast moving technological world. Even when it comes to biological processes! One of the reoccurring trends that resurfaces every now and then is...
Like an angel
My mother got me the angle ornament pictured here. She said that it reminded her of me. It is true that I love angles, fairies and butterflies yet I cannot...
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