A small boy in a shed

A small boy walked carelessly -Home from school, Dark clouds formed above him-The weather became cruel
A saying spoke by his mother was the boys’ inspiration- “Our dreams help us to survive,
Keep hoping and never stop dreaming, That is what keeps us alive.”
The wind ceased to blow, A women’s voice called softly, From deep within the hollow

Mother’s Day

Nurturing the Seeds of our future
They, our mothers, determine what will come
It is the results of their best efforts
That we see reflected in, everyone