Saturday, June 30, 2007


Grandma knows when we are hungry
And when something is amiss
She is there when we need hugs and
When we badly need a kiss.

Grandma's love is always with us
Whether we are near or far.
We will always love our Grandma--
She helps make us what we are.

Bon Voyage

I watch the white clouds sail across
A wide and peaceful blue-sky-sea.
Though they're just clouds to all my friends,
They're huge sailing ships to me.
I wonder where they are going,
Just where will their long journey end?
If someone is there to meet them,
Will it be a foe---or friend?