Daddy’s Day At School – II

(Read Part I here) “My Daddy couldn’t be here, Because he lives so far away, But I know he wishes he could be, Since this is such a special day. “And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know, All about my Daddy, And how he loves me so. “He loved to tell me stories, He taught me to ride my bike, He surprised me with pink roses, And taught me to fly a kite. “We used to share fudge sundaes, And ice cream in a cone, And though you cannot see him, I’m not standing here alone. … Continue reading Daddy’s Day At School – II

Daddy’s Day At School – I

Her hair was up in a pony tail, Her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy’s Day at school, And she couldn’t wait to go. But her Mommy tried to tell her, That she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, If she went to school alone. But she was not afraid, She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates Of why he wasn’t there today. But still her mother worried, For her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, She tried to keep her daughter home. But … Continue reading Daddy’s Day At School – I

Magic Words…

In the very earliest time, when both people and animals lived on earth, a person could become an animal if he wanted to and an animal could become a human being. Sometimes they were people and sometimes animals and there was no difference. All spoke the same language. That was the time when words were like magic. The human mind had mysterious powers. A word spoken by chance might have strange consequences. It would suddenly come alive and what people wanted to happen could happen . . . all you had to do was say it. Nobody could explain this: … Continue reading Magic Words…

No more…

Recently I posted a poem, don’t look so surprised…  While that poem is not written by me but the writer is known to me… Somebody once said “Tough times don’t last, tough people do”… This one is penned by me in another life and is dedicated to all the people who form my support system…  I take the knife still feeling faint, Slowly but surely I cut my veins As the blood falls, so do I As I drop the knife, I end the strife… A single tear, rolls down my face as my heart starts to slow its pace… My pain is gone and … Continue reading No more…