Rah Times

With close eyes and pressed lips A thousand butterflies fluttering The despondent lady awaits her love. With out stretched arms, Not only an invitation but final chance Her adolescence crush reunited with her. Finally she gets to know his warmth, Relaxed, became at peace. Her companion, one true friend, Gave a portion of life to her, Chose contentment in his status Accepted, they would become us, Not remain individuals, separated, lost at dusk. Time kept moving, her fixated had remained. While sun was still high in the sky, perhaps His choice would be made before sun down.

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I am praying for my children. I want for them all that’s good. I am praying for my children, Lord, do not forget them I’ve taught them, that you would. walk beside them, I need to know that you would. I am praying for my children Lord, I’ve taught them all I should Please walk beside them Do not ever let them be understood. I am praying for my children, For I’ve done all that I could Now it is in your hand’s God For even though it’s hard, I am praying, I am praying, God!

When one does only to satisfy self, As he succeed and forge ahead. Forgetting those placed secondary to his agenda When things changes he will lose. Not only all that he achieved, But also his joy and everyone, Whom he ignored, stepped on, Including those he loved And wish to keep or hold unto.

I was not the kind of girl who spoke much, But lately, I’ve been talking none stop. To a fellow, who walked by me. From the time, I saw him, He appeared to be husband material to me. I remembered the rainy day when we met. He wore a trench coat and a hat. I waved at him as he winked and smiled back. And I saw husband material in that. He was unlike any man that I ever met. Very few of them would look and smile at me, With that, I knew that I wanted him to be. More than a man walking by me. But a friend, for I saw husband material in him.