Another week end stares into my face,
Its easier this time since my daughter's weekend with us occupies the mind space,
She would make sure the oldies have a lot of fun,
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An evening spent
Recalling life's events
Crowded in my skin
In Solitude
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My little angel
I miss you
I miss your smile
Your gait
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You have done us proud
What can I give you
But a prayer for your success, happiness and smile?
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An overladen sky forever pouring its heart out
To the parched soil waiting to be drenched in an otherwise sorrowful mood
It has arrived far too late for her to chase the blues
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An overcast sky almost ready to drench my soul,
I can see the drifting clouds,
I can hear the distant thunder,
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When the dusk slowly descends
I am glad cos in a short while I will hear the nightingale of my life
And my poetic inclinations play amateurish tricks with me
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So much to share,
So much to talk
Talking to walls and windows,
How would they know my joy and sorrows?
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Today I begin a new innings
A different and charming path
An attractive yet unknown path
Throws open a million possibilities
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