Her smile brings the sun shine
Her laughter is like a musical clock’s chime
Her sadness like a cloudy day, without rain
Her calm is like the evenings, at sunset time
Her tears are sparkling diamonds
Her crying, like, uncontrolled rain
Her yawns sound like the whistle
Coming from a far away train
Her hands are like two magic wands
Effortlessly getting things done, with a smile
Her legs never seem tired,always ready to help one in need
Even if it means, for her to walk that extra mile
Her voice so endearing like, the chirping
Of birds at the break at dawn
Her embrace so warm and comforting
Like a fur blanket around you
On a cold winter morn
Her anger is like a brewing storm
Her breathing like the waves, when the sea is calm
Her eyes light up, like two bright stars
Her face is a dream, I can hold in my palm
Her sweetness like sugar candy
Her gentleness like a soft cool breeze
Her unconditional love so pure & warm
It could make, a frozen heart unfreeze
She gives meaning to life, whenever she's around
That's what I've always been told
And though with time her hair may turn to silver
Her heart will remain, pure gold
Who's this about?! Lest I jump to conclusions about it being about the two women in our lives, because I can relate it to both of them :D
ReplyDeleteWonderfully rhyming words as always, Dada... reading this post is a perfect start to the morning on a lazy weekend for me :)
Have a lovely weekend!
As always, love to keep people in suspense. At least,in previous posts, you disclosed the climax at the end. This post has kept us all guessing even now. Are you giving people the choice to assume who or what they want to??. Multiple choices eh?? Well, do I dare to assume it is me? I guess so. I am entitled to guess any thing ?? I think, each one of us who read this post will assume a different answer to the question, who or what has he written about??.
ReplyDeleteAll in all, I can’t help but say lovely and written beautifully and simply as usual. Even if it is my guess, it did make my day to read this post early in the morning. Good work. But the suspense kills me Johnu, Please come out with the answer. OK ? Looking forward to your next suspense.
Pure gold, indeed...I loved the poem, Dad :) It fits her perfectly. Yup, life would have no meaning without her...As soon as I started reading it, I knew it has to be about no one else but her.
ReplyDeleteI love you very much and I'm waiting for more, as I always do :):):)
Woah! Pure Gold! Superb Uncle! Beautifully written for the lady of your life! :)
ReplyDeletePure Love...!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is what this beutifully written poem is made of :)
Your descriptions are so well worded that anybody would fll in love with the ldy of your life. :-)
Waiting for more of your writings.
Pure gold is soft, bright, glittering and appealing. Your post clearly gives us an image of the person to whom this is directed. I remember meeting her only once...but that's enough for me to cherish that moment for my entire life!! Her radiant smile, her ever-helping attitude, her warmth and heart of gold...surely describes her best through this! Needless to mention, this post is also like pure gold...full of emotions and love expressed in such a beautiful way. Your post is a form of poetic justice towards the beautiful, selfless woman:-)
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