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    July 23

    definitely, maybe

    when you love someone
    and they love you
    and it's meant to be,
    it will be
    July 20

    beautiful.

    when i tell you
    she's beautiful,
     
    would you believe me?
     
    would you inquire as to her beauty,
    whether she was blessed with blue eyes,
    auburn hair, a button nose, succulent lips -
    and whatnot?
     
    well let me tell you now,
    the answer is no.
     
    her eyes are brown,
    her hair is already lined with white,
    her nose is round,
    her lips chapped.
     
    that is what you will see
    when you look at her.
     
    well let me tell you now,
    what i see.
     
    i see her hands,
    aged by a heart that never stops loving
    worked by an unconscious caring.
     
    i see her hair,
    taken over by white strands
    that match the silver lining of clouds -
    for she is ever optimistic
    and the strongest woman i have ever met.
     
    i see her eyes,
    these eyes that have seen death
    that have beheld death for days upon days,
     
    these same eyes that cry
    for the pain of others'
    more than they would surrender
    to the pain she has to endure.
     
    are the same eyes that cry
    when she laughs
    for she cannot help it,
    that is how she laughs.
     
    and it is with my eyes
    that i see her:
     
    this superwoman of 73 with
    incredible stamina, strength, charisma
    matched with the heart of a true mother.
     
    and that is how i know,
    she's beautiful.
     
     
    17 July 2008
    Happy 73rd Birthday Grandma.
    Red rose
    July 17

    Grandpa.

    it happened again,
    the whole reading when i'm sad thing.
    another Mitch Albom,
    Tuesdays with Morrie.
     
    it just happened to be there.
     
    i didn't finish it in two hours
    though i could've
    but then i thought
    what's the rush.
     
    i'm not in a hurry
    to accept this loss.
     

     
    for Grandpa,
     
    who, could give us whatever we wanted,
    always gave us what we needed.
     
    "Death ends a life, not a relationship."
     
    Rest In Peace.
    Red rose
     
    July 17, 2008
    7:17 AM
    July 15

    notting hill.

    "And she said, 'I am just a girl.
    Standing in front of a boy.
    ...Asking him to love her.'"
     
    NOTTING HILL