
A rhyme,
To mime,
Isn’t easy as a dime,
But a rhyme to music,
To love,
To fun,
To frolic,
Is in anyone,
Which is as beautiful as God’s grace.
Adios!

A rhyme,
To mime,
Isn’t easy as a dime,
But a rhyme to music,
To love,
To fun,
To frolic,
Is in anyone,
Which is as beautiful as God’s grace.
Adios!

Did you seek me?
And watch the lights.
Did you ask for my love?
As the right to a turn to fight.
The left rested,
And got a win,
The middle simply watched,
And said-“I didn’t win”
Adios!

A thought in a seer,
Asked me its value.
I said that it was too low.
It asked-“Isn’t a seer enough?”
No.
What weight can a thought carry,
When your purse is big enough?
Adios!

Writing for a pie,
For a pie of donut.
For a pie of love.
For of touch,
For a pie of bliss.
For a pie of reading,
For a pie of economy.
For a pie,
Which gives and spreads love,
Though a hand made pineapple pie is much more preferable.
Adios!

What a beautiful night,
It is.
Is it?
Ask yourselves.
The weather is cold,
The days are mild.
The dew is frozen.
And the Christmas has just gone behind.
Be happy.
Adios!