Rain

Rain is cool rain is cold, yet it is a play of gold,

Rain on street on my feet; on my arms for me to greet.

Rain with gust is so just, clears away all the dust.

On my trees on my turf as it pours on my roof.

 Noise it makes away it takes a place unique with so much ease.

On days of rain I feel a zest; to see it rain for me is best.

Without You MOM

Without you Mom on this day,

Bitterness and hurt is all that stay,

Heart that bleeds and is stray,

What's inside is hard to say,

Moonless nights and days so dark,

All is lost without your spark,

All that dreams and all that hopes,

All my chores so hard to cope,

Though not close and faraway,

In my thoughts forever you stay.

I pray for you to make your path,

A heavenly place for you to last.

Missing You

The love we feel, the love we know.

The truth we say, the way we grew.

The sparks in us and all its glows.

Came from you and all is true.

What you taught and what we heard.

Made us strong, with no such wrong.

Just as light shining bright.

Such is you and we miss you.

Come home mom, come to us.

We need you and we are in fuss.