Letter to myself; Dear Leena, I know you so much and wont let myself judge you. You flutter yourself like a wombwet bird every dawn only to have wings large enough to hide the sun to dusk. You are too bright for the dust to cloud you. Remember, you are born with the readiness to love and dont forget to give more than you receive. Your soul is your home and is armoured with your fearless self. Am sure that you will not let anything crush it. You are your weather and you bloom a hibiscus with your own water and sun and soil, come what may, who may! Kisses Leena
Posted on: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 02:20:14 +0000