Thanksgiving-2009

Author with her cousin---visiting from Singapore @ Thanksgiving!

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All Rights Reserved by the Author; I am my mother's daughter.

A GOOD MORNING: In GOD!

A GOOD MORNING: In GOD!

As sun gleams its rays- and

Dawn reveals the new day

“Good Morning!” I want to say

To all- have a good day…

In GOD, I meant to say!

(Foremost)

I submit to YOU… my day

Help me keep all evil at bay

GOD! Ground me in you- I pray.

Your PEACE in me you display

For your will use me-YOU may!

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Foremost, I want to say

Thank YOU... for Always

Showing with no delay

YOUR mercy display- for

An angel you sent our way

"Mummy" you call me-she did say!

Back to YOU... YOU took her away

Soothing all our pain and dismay

Your PEACE in us, you do display

For your will --always

Use us--YOU may!

-Poetry & Prayer Copyright © VeerajaR, 2009

Action Hero In!

BATMAN SPOTTED AT HIGH SCHOOL PARADE!!!

A tomboy just like Mummy!

P.S._Mummy was the first girl (in the whole province) ever to ride a bike to school (Uduvil), back in 1940s.

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Awaits A Healing Grace!

Awaits A Healing Grace!

A purpose and place

For

Everyone and everything…

Awaits along life’s terrace

At

Every step and every turn to

Arrive and embrace!

***

Another day with solace

For

Every wound and every mind…

Awaits a healing Grace

For

Every soul-- a prize everlasting,

At last to rest, beyond… life’s race!

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To The Charming One

In Awe... of Creation!
- part Two

Charming Bubbles...
Big and small - how
Changing colors of
Rainbows fill?

Fluttering Butterflies
Spotted and striped - are
Flowing designs from...
God's kaleidoscope?

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Happy Birthday, my son!
You are...
The life of our family!

Many... Many... Happy Returns of the Day, and

May GOD Bless You... today and always!!!


Your Mother,
My-mother's daughter!

In Awe... of Creation!

A poem for my first born on his birthday:


Rhythms of night and
Days to years- how
Rhythms of heart
Beat for years?

Brightest sun to…
Light the days- why
Mighty dark of
Night, moon rays?

Cardinal Red and Blue Jay...
Golden finch to green parrot,
Brush strokes of Joy- from
Almighty’s palette?

You Are A Blessing... my SON! Happy Birthday!!!



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Yes, Mummy I do remember...!
Your first born -- the baby son you lost -- will always be remembered on this day...
for this is the day he was born too!


I am my-mother's daughter!

Backyard Beach

This is our backyard beach, our kids helped us build this nook about seven years back! They were little and always very enthusiastic to help me in these adventurous projects. Thank GOD for the blessed children and childhood bliss. My children are pretty sure they have out grown the childhood except me. They are convinced that I am never going to out grow my childhood bliss and my second mummy (mother-in-law) agrees with them. If blowing bubbles and swinging -high- makes you happy why stop enjoying them just because you are a grown up?


At least five minutes per week, if I find time to swing in the Hammock - despite all life's other demands and the ferocious Mosquitos trying to feed on me - that is worth living for (I never liked the phrase " to die for")!


Under the trees- looking up at the sky, feeling the breeze and the sneaking rays of sun, listening to the birds whistling and cooing- I always feel like a child left to be nutured by all the bliss around me at that moment. A sense of belonging - as if I belong to everything around me - permeates dissolving me into nothing and everything; it is a wonderful feeling!


This little haven is also a gift of love from my husband who, at the first site of the backyard and the trees, turned to me and said "here you go, a fine place to fix a hammock for you." The thought had just crossed my mind... and he said it! At moments like this, you know why you bet your life on this person. I am the dreamer and he keeps me grounded. He is the minder worrying for all of us, and I am the child in the family chasing away the worry "bubbles."


In the winter I rarely go out venturing in the backyard, but the trees - standing firm in the cold - never fail to reassure me that all is well... and that the spring and the summer will come bringing back to life my blissful little haven worth living for!!!



I am my-mother's daughter, the dreaming child chasing after bubbles and butterflies!





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