
The impression was new.
The love was forged.
And the bond renewed.
The sayings were said,
The truth was aloud,
To be in my garden,
Was the new triumph,
That made us proud.
Adios!

The impression was new.
The love was forged.
And the bond renewed.
The sayings were said,
The truth was aloud,
To be in my garden,
Was the new triumph,
That made us proud.
Adios!

Expressed a desire to write a story,
It went around the mind and away from the crest.
And like flying bird,
I did the rest.
I expressed a desire,
To be in the music,
And write a new song.
I expressed a desire,
To say the truth,
And to be in the new light.
I expressed a desire,
To meet with the Lord the father,
The Preserver of all,
But I found that I had met him much before.
I expressed a desire,
To be desireless,
And found that it was all.
Adios!

A breakfast for three,
Is what it is these days.
Three egg whites,
With layered bread and jam,
With a leaf of ice berg lettuce,
Sandwiched in between.
A breakfast for three,
With three cups full of milk-tea,
And red berries.
It sings happiness,
And makes life full like a flowering tree.

Adios!

Can you write a flower?
Have you ever done so?
Well it isn’t possible.
Writing a flower,
Is only possible for God who is the supreme one,
And it is his grace which can make it happen.
Adios!

A fun capade,
Was had on a day.
To be happy,
As a spray.
It was to be all cherished,
And all fun,
A fun capade,
Was missed by none.
It took great strength to arrange one,
And a huge fun and joy to be in such beautifully arranged one.
Adios!