There is a beauty in remaining silent – some people may never experience this beauty because they have been unable to keep; ever. I have had a lot to say in the past few weeks – about a lot of different issues. I have limited myself in sharing views because in reality, not everything needs to be shared. When I was in primary school, my teacher asked the class to solve an equation without using calculators. For about 3 minutes, straight, everyone was shouting answers at him, a
Paint me a picture Draw me up as a figurine Make me what I’m not. I will be your puppet Until the wind blows. Then, I will dance. A light happy dance like the trees do when there are storms. But when I dance, there will be no storm, no lightning, no rain. There may be thunder and it will roar to the beat of my dance-steps #blogger #blogging #Poems #rain #poetry #dance #poem #life #Truth
Hi guys!!! A dear friend of mine (Michael) wrote this poem for his daughter. They are beautiful words and he permitted me to share them with you… Enjoy. @Mickie, I’ll share this story and many others with her, whenever she arrives. *** When I have a daughter,
I’ll tickle her till she cries from laughter and let her know..
That crying is not always a bad thing;
Sometimes it may blur your vision;
But other times it clears the dirt the world throws into your eyes