Sisters

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Sisters

Two things that really annoy me are my sisters

In fact I’m surprised I don’t have blisters!

One is seven months, one is nine

The fist one cries half the time

The one that is nine years old

Can’t do one thing she’s told!

But at the end of the day when I climb into bed

I remember, I’ll love them till I’m dead

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Trees

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TREES

Trees you are frozen,

Dieing in winters by the dozens

Until comes summer where you come back to life

It’s like breaking winter’s stabbing knife

Leaves make you beautiful in the fall and autumn

Then later leaves and flowers fall wilting and rotten

Finally we’re back to winter with blankets of snow

In this cycle again we go!

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The Dawn of the Day of Happy Christmas and His Grace

DEAR BELOVED ONES; THE CHILD, YOUNG AND OLD,

WITH HUMBLENESS AND MOST REVERENTLY, I WISH ALL OF YOU:

"A VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS; MAY GOD FULFILL ALL OF GOOD WISHES , DREAMS AND THE VISION

THAT WE ALL HAVE FOR PERSONAL, FAMILY, SOCIETY AND THE WORLD FOR PEACE AND THE

PROSPERITY , WHILE SERVING THE WORLD WITH THESE THOUGHTS AND THE FEELINGS. AMEN!"

WITH GOOD WISHES, REGARDS AND THANKS TO ALL.

YOURS IN THE PHILANTHROPIC MISSION OF OUR PERSONAL LIFE,

DR. HARMANDER SINGH

MY DEDICATED POEM TO ALL OF YOU:

The Dawn of the Day of Happy Christmas and His Grace

The dawn of the night invites

The daylight the dawn of the day,

The sunrises with a beautiful sight

I was in sleep and became a dead tight,

When I woke up, the sun seemed hot,

I ran to shower and became

Cold and chilled

Leaving home to my work, and

The Work was the joy

Hotter than the sunlight

The sun was not hot

As I felt the day was

My beginning of the my rise

The hottest point of my day,

It is the sunshine of my day making

Juts helping the sun to leave the night

As the prayer makes

The sunbath, my spiritual bath

Whether it is

A night or a day for words makes it say

When my mouth does not open

I say all that

I have it to say

In all that I pray is what I feel, but

My words cannot say.

For all I pray is for His Grace

The dawn of the night invites

Lords' Sermon is all that I need, and

What else I have to say,

I thank him for His Way

As the Divine Message brings my ego

To surrender to what God and

Thy Will say,

As if the daylight the dawn of the day,

My words cannot say.

For all I pray for His Grace

On the Holy Day as Today is the Day

With the New Morning Star in the Sky and

The Bethlehem is the place where

The day and night

Always wait for this day to Pray

Offering Thanksgiving to God for

Bestowing all the Blessings

Showering our spirit today

Wow, it is the Day of Happy Christmas

An answer for all that we ever pray. Amen!

Let us all pray for all. Amen

P. S. I heartily seek your good wishes, blessings and the prayers. Thanks!

Written and contributed by Dr. Harmander Singh

Surprise

Surprise is
Blessed moment

Of my life

Surely, it is when

I thank God

From deep inside

To break

My worries

And to stop

My sufferings

And to clearly guide

My ways always leading,

And to shake

My thoughts

And to change

My thoughts

God blesses

With a surprise of

A new thought.



Written and contributed by Dr. Harmander Singh

Yellow

Yellow

Yellow, yellow

You look so mellow

When your in shades so low

You have an ominous glow

Ranging from black to white

On the chart you make a big smite!


My son Ivraj, who wrote this poem is a very good poet, and for me he is the best poet. He makes our family great!

Stars

Stars you shine very bright

You light up the darkness in the night

You dance with life in the sky

You live very long and barely die

You draw pictures of many things

Anything the mind imagines to see

Some hidden by clouds and day

Your set like some orderly ballet

Men try to learn and discover

What you have already seen and uncovered

Across many galaxies where you roam

Many place are still not shone

Many places in the umbra of dusk, twilight, and eclipse

Destroying all joy, rapture, and bliss

God please bless stars

And the light they bring to this universe of ours

P.S.: Thanks for your reading. My beloved son Ivraj has written this poem!