A vast lush green field of happiness Sown once with loads of love & care Watered with tears of true kindness Is ready for harvest, ready to share
The harvest is the day when you reap Fruits of toil, from the patient soil May your harvest be a treasured heap Of Smiles, results of the midnight oil...
I wish to see an oasis in every heart Let me nurture mine for a simple start Trees that grow ears that listen more Eyes that spring love and know to adore Words of true love with shades of care Haven for those who care to smile & dare Your oasis is different from mine for sure May there be perennial springs so pure...
I keep thinking how a Sunday should be Lazing in the hammock, truly in glee; Up the mountains, or watching the sea Or is it a bright smile I want to see
To be with loved ones, so dear & near Or watching little ones play and cheer Lazing in hammock, I know it well now Joy is to live, not knowing why & how...
A day... a step in the stairs of life It does matter how you perceive it; Do you see it climb up against strife? Or see it move down to a gloomy pit?
Climb the stairs wearing a bright smile! Your destination is always up there Do not fear, never falter for a while, There are hands holding you, so dare...
A few kids by the train tracks waving Trees that zip past me & keep swaying Wind in my hair and the rhythm I hear Those memories, to me, always are dear...
Kids never know you, but smile & wave The trees keep dancing, never seem grave Let me also be that kid or tree today Cheering, swaying, sharing my smiles away...