A lot of years, lots of memories, lots of love. My parents' celebrate their wedding Anniversary today. It was a snowy day, in December. (1962) My Mom carried 'Lilly of the Valley' flowers as a Bride. Her favorite. (As shown in the background photo)
[Not really a proper Haiku poem. Yet, these feelings fit.]
Love is not so simple.. It is feeling blessed with someone's presence in your life and it is accepting the person despite their cracks for aren't we all broken from somewhere.
I have my flaws and I have received so much Love from each one of you that I have nothing to ask for but only give thanks to the Almighty and to you, each one of you.. Thank You Thank You Thank You... Please keep loving me forever I Love My Friends, my @mirakee family .. So Blessed ♥️♥️ and Yeah Happy Birthday to me
P. S. I won't be around till Sunday late evening..
Silence drives, melancholy music. Music thrives, the flabbergasted thoughts. Thoughts stampede, the logical mind. Mind bows to the vary heart. Heart links with astounding dream. Dream leads the serving choice. Choice arises me to be countries voice. Voice often seems to be suppressed down. Down trodden way, make me say. Say to the world, dreams never say goodbye. Goodbye to the scary thoughts, surely one day my dream will come alive. Alive with the dream leading, the aftermath life.