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But Now.

But now, let it be.

But now, let us fly.

But now, its all good.

But now, it won’t be dry.

But now, it’s happening.

But now, it’s all.

But now, is the moment,

When we wouldn’t fall.

But now, lets be happy.

But now, let us all sing.

For the moment is to be cherished forever,

Like a hummingbird in the sky.

Adios!

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As I Know You.

As I know you,

So are you.

You are full of glee,

Full of happiness,

Full of merry.

As I know you,

You are that light of morning,

Which shines through each and everyone.

Such is your calm,

Like the stillness in a lake.

As I know you,

You are my friend, my bestie.

You are everything to me and all that can be.

You are my Ma and Baba.

All that love is, are what are you to me.

Adios!

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Glistening On The Rain.

Glistening on the rain,

Is the sunlight,

Which makes everyone happy and well.

The light shines like a diamond,

Without any pay.

It is not momentary, but continuous,

For pitter patter rain drops make your day.

Glistening on the rain is happiness,

Glistening are the marvels.

Glistened like bright stars we all are,

For we sane rather being insane.

Adios!

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Few.

Few are the things that we all need.

Few are the breads that we all break.

Few of us have money, while most gather on it.

Few are the precious moments in life.

Few days of school.

Few days of college.

Few days of youth.

Few days of job.

Few days of this and that.

Few days of cheer.

Few days we all need,

To be in our top most gear.

Few days with God changes everything.

Few days of his love builds and blesses everything.

Few days of all love and beauty and good food,

Is what few of us really want and do they really get.

Few is few, yet fewer, yet the want gets bigger and bigger and bigger.

Adios!

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A Thousand Things.

A Thousand things we all want,

A Thousand things we all need.

A Thousand is a mere number.

As the want supercedes the things.

A Thousand things have been bought.

A thousand things will be formed.

A thousand things,

But nothing of gain.

Even in a million things,

A thing that remains missing,

Is what is needed for life to sustain,

And that is love.

Mother’s love, father’s love and above all God’s love.

Adios!