Weaving a sweater,
My maternal grandmother,
Had made four sweaters in all.
All of them belonged to my mother.
They were woven gradually over the years for her,
But those are her happy times and memories.
Adios!
Knitting A Sweater.
Tag: Travel
Hope Of Life.
Hope of life,
Is blistering with redness.
It is jumping up and down,
With freedom.
It keeps you free,
From all tensions,
For the time takes hope with it,
To nurture it,
With grace and humanity.
Hope of life,
Gives and pushes on the spirit,
To do more and more.
In the end all turns well.
Adios!
To Engage In Something Profitable.
To engage in something profitable,
Is to turn the venture into light,
To rock it up,
To bring in more prosperity.
To engage in something profitable,
Must be with good mind and heart.
It is God’s blessings that one can make the hay,
While the sun shines.
Adios!
One’s Pay.
One’s pay,
Must be big,
Large enough to sustain,
One’s needs and necessary requirements.
One’s pay,
Is the life source,
Which rocks a family’s boat.
One’s pay,
Is the one thing which people ,
Struggle to get the most.
But when it comes in happy times,
It brings happyiness with gifts and cheers.
Adios!
I Played A Six.
I played a six,
Lofted over the galleries,
With a huge hit,
The ball was nearly vanished.
It fell just inside the stadium,
With a cheer from the crowd,
And the innings ended at 409/8.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 