Category: Poetry

Mother and daughter

I close my eyes and I think of you I pray for your long life There are only a few Who learn how to strive With their grit and determination They serve the mankind So selfless so pure Like the blooming flower And the…

A(maze)

A little yellow here And a bit of blue there Some green tints Few teal hints The brush runs The knives blunt Paint is to canvas Like air is to humans The maze is made The fellow with the spade Digs the way through…

Birch tree in Autumn

The gold on the branches Glistening in the sunlight A Shadow of a traveller dances Under the leaves lit bright Is it the winds that sing a song Or the long heard folklore of the village For the birch tree stands beautiful among Giving…