Thinking…
Vibrant red geraniums
Welcomes me
Their fragrance
Gives a sense of place
Home sweet and safe
Bright the light of a falling star
My wish your happiness
Daughter afar
Your life worth more to me
Than the embers of a terrestrial being
Yellow and green leaves compete
Collecting the last of the summer sun free
Soon the darkness will descend
Appreciating the full moon
All the hope it brings
Constant the search within
What gifts to this earth
I bring
Writing lines of words amongst other things
Does what I do define my being?
Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2011-08-12
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