Making Memories

I'm making memories -
and collecting them all,
for a time when i need to remember,
all the things that are dear to recall...

Then i'll spread them out -
and one by by i'll recollect, i'll recall:
the happiest moments, the saddest - all;
and each time i feel the memory fading,
then i'll be flipping and flapping
and digging, and displaying -
through the trove - the pages in my memory
to view yet again, with a smile,
all those happy (or sad) moments in my life ...

Touching a rainbow

A thing of beauty -
an elusive dream,
but like all dreams
a rainbow can be a very lovely image
to touch and to hold
to picture in your mind's eye
and to store in your heart
forever to recollect and to behold ...

Nostalgic moments in time ...

Life is full of nostalgic moments

and memories of places been to

and things done with loved ones,

delicacies shared with friends

that tug at the heart strings

and bring a smile to our lips ...

So make memories whenever we can

to keep us company, whenever we can't:

For us to remember and to recall

these precious moments in time

that are forever etched

in our hearts and in our minds ...

When one is sick ...

When one is sick,
life is seen in a different light:
When one is sick,
everything goes slow motion ...
That is when life is viewed
so slowly, and clearly,
that every little detail is savoured,
to its last flavour ...
for never has nescafe tasted so sweetly,
nor a walk amidst the dew drops so heavenly -
as when one has to lie weakly on the couch,
and watch the world go by, with great reproach
hear the peals of laughter in the distance -
and feel so helplessly lonely with remorse ...

Sandwiched

What does one do
when caught in between
loyalty and sympathy -
when torn between
sincerity and apathy -
what then, does one do?
Does one crane one's neck
above the clouds -
or stretch oneself
across the seas -
the better to think,
the clearer to see?
Is it possible
i wonder, i wonder -
to clear the cobwebs,
and to do what's best -
for both,
i wonder, i just wonder ...

Standing tall

Life is full of ups and downs:

so we have to take all the tumbles and the falls

just as we rejoice in the flights of glory and merry-making;

Life is what we make of it:

so we have to let our heart grieve at things that are lost

just as we let our heart swell with gratitude at the joy of unexpected gifts

Life can well be as we like it -

for the mind can be where the heart is

and life is, in our minds, how we 'see' it:

colourful bits and pieces

of a jigsaw puzzle -

that's what life is!