Adoptive Mom is My Real Mom Chosen paths brought us close,Her love, the color I chose.Adoptive mom, my real mom,In her arms, fears become calm.Paper signed, hearts entwined,In her gaze, my future defined.Lessons taught, battles fought,In her strength, solace sought.Holiday laughs, bedtime tales,In her wind, my sail prevails.Tears dried, pride swelled,In her story, my life…
My Mom is My Best Friend She holds the summer in her smile,Sunlight caught in her gentle style.Coffee chats in the early morn,Laughter blooms, freshly born.Secrets shared with open trust,Soft support, a must.Together through storms we stride,She’s always on my side.In quiet hours, her wisdom speaks,Healing words when life feels bleak.Every step or stumble passed,Her…
In breaths shallow, the struggle lies,A wheeze that echoes through the sighs.Today we gather, share the plight,Lighting hope in chests held tight.Air, a gift, for all the same,Yet some grasp it like a flame.Awareness blooms in streets and halls,With posters bright on every wall.Each puff, a step, to calm the fears,Programs teach through all the…
Ink Against Shadows Shadows loom, greed’s veil,Yet pens charge, unfail.Words slice through the dark,Truth’s spark against stark.Echoes in halls of power,Journalists bloom, not cower.Ink floods the silent dread,Pages turn, fear shred.Corrupt thrones feel the quake,As presses roar, awake.Mighty fall from their lies,Under watchful scribes’ eyes.For every silenced voice,Another will rise, by choice.Bound by duty, driven…
Under the Eucalyptus In the grey of dawn, leafy homes awaken,Koalas cling to boughs, gently swaying.Each leaf a feast, a crunchy serenade,Silent munches mark the early parade.Fur like the mist on a cool May morn,Eyes holding secrets of the wild, reborn.Paws padded softly, they climb with grace,Masters of stillness in their leafy embrace.May third sings…
Gentle Blooms for Mom Sunlight catches every petal,Morning dew—a soft settle.Roses blush in gentle praise,Lilies dance in light’s soft rays.Daisies spread a simple smile,Tulips guard her steps awhile.Mom’s love, like blooms, unfurls,A quiet strength that softly swirls.Violets whisper shy delight,Marigolds, bold in sunlight.Each stem, each leaf, a silent ode,To the hands that gently sowed.Gardens flourish…
A Grateful Heart’s Tune Tiny shoes by the front door,Your hands guide his days.Laughter echoes, joyous lore,In your care, he plays.Morning hellos, sunny and bright,A gentle touch, a word so kind.Through toddler tales and playful sight,A peace of mind, I always find.Naptime lullabies, soft and sweet,You soothe the tears away.In little triumphs, milestones meet,Gratitude more…
On this day, my son, so dear,As you start a journey clear,I see you stand, tall and strong,In love’s embrace, where you belong.From tender babe to manly grace,You’ve grown, my heart’s own space,With every step, you’ve found your way,Now, on this joyous wedding day.I see the gleam within your eyes,As you vow beneath the skies,To…
Quiet Grace In Kolkata’s alleys, under searing sun,She walked—a balm for those forgotten.Each step light, each touch a healing wave,In the margins, she found the souls to save.Her hands, small worlds of mercy vast,Turned humble meals into feasts to last.Eyes that saw the hurt and the unspoken need,A heart that moved with a selfless creed.She…
In Her Silence Tears trace where laughter lived,Stark echoes fill her room.Each corner holds a memory,Each shadow, a bit of gloom.Her hands, once warm with caring,Now cold; they fold in prayer.A mother’s heart, a broken beat,A weight too great to bear.The stars blink back her sorrow,The night shares her quiet cries.Hope flutters on a gentle…
