小心情

Little did I know
It would show

my vulnerabilities

my vanity

all out in the open
for all to see

I know who I am
more importantly

you know who I am

a little chip here

a crack over there

I'm not perfect

but I try to be

I know what I must work on

Happy that you held on

your faith in me oh so strong

it takes so little

to keep the grin

plastered on your face

it takes so little
to stem the flow
of the tears, you show

what we share

what we care

oh that's so rare

we shall work hand in hand

keep the fire burnin

keep our fingers crossed

and keep the faith going

that we're meant for each other

that we'll work together

hopefully, it'll last forever.

dedicated to "morepork", my love.

We share~

a love for cuteness

we laugh at the smallest thing

(and we hug at every available occasion!;p)

a sense of easy contentment

understand the need for frugality

a love for the written word

art, though in different forms

passion in the things we believe in

trust in each other

comprehend the importance of communication and discussion

realize that there is so much we don't know, and be willing to learn

and more importantly, we support the other in all things we don't (currently) share.

Ruru~ I love you!

Into the Twilight- Tiger Blogfest

Written in conjuction with the
Tiger blogfest, this poem sheds some light into the plight of our magnificent Panthera tigris,

May we stop and think, ere we send them to the brink

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Red dust, stung my eyes
I can do nothing, but stifle my cries

Swept up, as they cleared d trail
exactly where I had my first quail

My home, This was; yesterday
In fear, I live, day after day

Chainsaw, axes and machetes
with which our future are torn to bits

camouflage, I no longer can
My stripes stand out at every bend

the foliage was all lush and green
In the distant past, when I reigned King

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A scant thin familiar scent
Ignore it,I know I can't

It's the hut, It's the hut!
Should I, push my luck?

Creeping past the window
came a pang of sorrow

I can only shrug
as I saw the rug

Because of our skin

I lost my kin

spared not, are our Homes

sadly, Nor our bones

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My tail hangs low
walking towards the afterglow

the crow flies, one more time
Its thoughts, its cries; echo mine

We share a shadow
We share a sorrow

For the question, it begs:
"Is this my last sunset?"

Ah Keep this in mind always...

If children live with criticism they learn to condemn

If children live with Hostility they learn to fight

If children live with Ridicule they learn to be shy

If children live with Shame they learn to feel guilty

If children live with Tolerance they learn to be patient

If children live with Encouragement they learn to be Confident

If children live with Praise they learn to appreciate

If children live with Fairness they learn Justice

If children live with Approval like they learn to like themselves

If children live with Acceptance and Friendship they learn to find love in the world