קטגוריה: Love, Me – My Blog

 "Kiss my heart," She said,  "With words." "You know, Flowers will dry and die. Chocolates are sweet But don’t last. So are presents which  are good for one season. But if you Plant words on my heart, I will be able To carry them with me, Every second, Every hour, Every season. On rainy days,…

I believe in signs. Sometimes, We pass by them Not seeing them And move on. My signs were planted Long ago, The grew quietly Waiting patiently For me to notice them. How blessed I am To see them blossom Marking the path For me. Bar onekindesign.com

He was looking at me. “Are you happy?” He asked. ? I just finished cleaning a pile of dishes While everyone was relaxing in their rooms, I was checking the youngest one To see if she has a fever, Since she was coughing a lot. A basket full of laundry Was waiting for me to…

He looked at me. I was wondering what was on his mind. “I don’t understand,” He said, “Why you are here? You are in a land across the ocean, And still, you write to us here.” I wanted to tell him that there, Where he is, Is my home. I realized that he was right.…