LOVE
In the stillness Love awaits. Like a tender seedling, Longing for the spring. Finally, Caressing warmth comes from above It is hesitant, Fearing this strange new excitement. But with wonder and hope, It blossoms forth And lives in Glory!
In the stillness Love awaits. Like a tender seedling, Longing for the spring. Finally, Caressing warmth comes from above It is hesitant, Fearing this strange new excitement. But with wonder and hope, It blossoms forth And lives in Glory!
Just quietly ignore us; keep on with what you do. We are the little people—we shall not bother you. Just keep stepping on us, pretending we’re not there. We gave up trying long ago, we really do not care. At […]
It’s been fought for, died for and somehow ironically we still are fighting for it. The much-hyped word that I debate with is Freedom. How free are we really? If one were to look at it philosophically, then the word […]
I have on more than one occasion defended our teachers, but today it is with a heavy heart that I write about our teachers and, sad to say, it is not in their defence. It is what I consider to […]
These past few weeks, as the new school term drew near and finally school reopened, I began to reminisce about my days at school (not that far gone) and how important it was that I received a solid foundation at […]
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