THE JOY OF READING

Our siblings are our first and finest of friends. Here is a poem showering some love on them. Dedicated to my sister...

There are child prodigies and there are those who are not. Not every child will excel at everything...some will always lag behind. Those...

She threw a letter up in the air, Scribbled with hope, drafted with flair; Only to see it fall back on the grass, For countless times,...

A wish I have, a wish so small, Of air but clean, of orchids more, Of hatred less, of laughter galore, A world we lived, but not anymore....