Monday, January 26, 2009

ACROSS THE SKY

When I lie down on my bed

I imagine a scene across the sky

Which sometimes make me think & cry

Then I ask lord WHY?

That flash across the sky

Is a glimpse of bright light'

Then i visualize that dread sight

That made our Monday to MOURNDAY

The day I lost my father

no wound could have been deeper

But now after 3 years

I still realize

He 's there with us

Loving us without any fuss

So whenever I look up to the sky

I know he s there blessing us

And I know the brightest star

That seems so close

Is no one but him?

Who 'll always be bright & never dim

So just help him lord

To guide, love& care

Because without him, we exist NOWHERE …………………………………..

2 comments:

  1. another nice one..

    do you still write? something new, on demand...

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  2. cool loved the use of words ... like mournday

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