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Nobody knows this little Rose—
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it—
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey—
On its breast to lie—
Only a Bird will wonder—
Only a Breeze will sigh—
Ah Little Rose—how easy
For such as thee to die!

May all of you Mothers , be Blessed.
May you all feel Love and Appreciated.
May your hearts be filled with Joy today.
May your week to come be filled the same.
I truly appreciated you all on here  always.
For each of you are truly Special people.
Whom has truly blessed my life here.
You each have touch my heart deeply.
So I just want the mothers to feel blessed.
Their families to be blessed today as well.
May the men here feel blessed as well.
Thank you all, you are all truly Special.

lately, all
of my
veils have
evaporated,

laying bare
once-hidden
vistas and
emotions,

leaving me
open and
vulnerable to
either being

loved by you,
or simply
vanishing into the
ether.

Oh, if I had a starship,
     maybe I could reach your heart.
Oh, if I had a time machine,
     I'd stop time for us.
Oh, if I could travel with the speed of light,
     maybe I didn't need you to fill the darkness.
Oh, if I could hold my breath forever,
     I'd swim up the biggest pearl for you.
Oh, if I could stop wondering of what I need to be,
     maybe, I could just say hi for once.