On a string,
Are a few beads.
One of truth.
One of my God’s love.
One of my Mother’s love.
One of my Father’s love.
One of my faith.
And of the that conviction,
Which is truthfully mine.
Adios!
On A String.
Tag: Fashion.
Milk In The Jug.
Milk in the jug,
Goes glug, glug, glug.
Pour it in a glass,
Or dip the bread in it.
Be happy,
Drinking milk which is in
the jug,
Poured into a glass
As we did in our childhood.
That’s where from milk stems in our roots.
Though most don’t like it,
Milk is that source which strengthens our bond and self,
And our memories,
On a string,
Is truly beautiful.
Adios!
What Did Advise Do When Adjective Asked It A Question?
Advise simply slept over it and asked verb to reply to it.
Adios!
A French Car.
A French car,
Blew my mind away.
It didn’t mean that my mind was left out to dry in the wind.
It meant that,
I liked the car a lot.
When we asked its price,
The price blew away a lot of things,
First of all, my interest to buy the car.
I felt satisfied simply by looking at it.
Good to know the cost.
The French car.
Adios!
He Said.
He said bring me an apple.
I brought an apple.
He said,
Bring me flour.
I brought a bag of flour.
He said,
Bring me butter,
I brought the butter.
He said bring me eggs, sugar, and few other items.
As guessed by now he made me a big bowl of apple custard.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 