Every Valentine’s day is no different from the other. It is a special day; it does not matter where you live. There is always the excitement even before the exceptional and unique day when you are in love. Love is an indescribable feeling that gives you an overwhelming happiness. In relationships, there will be ups and downs. And when the debacles and challenges come your way, do not give up; find your peace spiritually. Ask the help of God. When you need the space alone to heal, contemplate and dig deeper to the realm of Divinity. You never know, you might be going to the highest level of your spirituality with your ‘Twin flame.’
By Virginia Close
In the lane
near the bay I could see my sweetheart
running. Wearing red shirt to conform with
the celebration of the day.
Valentine’s day, forgets he not to
bring me roses and glazed chocolates
that I love. My heart soars in the sky with
his thoughtfulness and kindness. I am
utterly lucky to have the ambrosial
love of my life. As I am giggling and laughing,
my excitement adheres. To give me kisses
and hugs is the epitome of my day.
Like a movie, in slow motion,
I start to move like a princess with
finesse execution. But not to my knowing,
a rock is going to trip me. Oh! My darling is
like a tornado, rushing with all his might.
The roses are flying in the air, the box
of chocolates crushing to the ground.
Never mind, I am safe as my darling catches me on time.
My heart is trembling, my soul divinely enhance,
and my spirit is at peace with my love in his arms.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S TO ALL!
YOU ARE SAFE WHEN YOU ARE IN LOVE!
In the memories of my youth, I was brought up in a loving household. I have two older brothers, two older sisters and the youngest girl was born when I was thirteen years old. Therefore, I was spoilt by the rest of the family for a long time. Like any sisters, we have good times and fights. Not all household are perfect. Every family has ups and downs and it is not unusual for siblings to have misunderstandings here and there. Do not let the worries get in the way. More so, let no other being interfere. More often than usual, the outsiders are the stirrer of the pot. Instead, make your challenges as tools to end the day brighter. Sisters grow up in poles apart paths as they get older. In teenage years, one may focus on studies, the other one may fall in love at a very young age. The older ones become the role model and are there to guide the youngers. But whatever happens in the future, blood sisters are there to hold each other’s hands in times of happiness and grief. To the transit of the cosmos; albeit, they will walk on the different roads, the happy thoughts will be given to their children. As a result, cousins become closer and family developes a stronger bond. When I was in Manchester, United Kingdom last year, I watched my two friends who are sisters as they chortled. My two sisters had been called to heaven some time ago and one is living in Australia. I missed all my sisters but life goes on and at that moment, wished that I was with my siblings talking and laughing. It was wintertime when I inscribed this poetry, freezing cold. However, my heart was filled with joy as I recollected my happy days with my female siblings. To all the sisters, I wish you all find the time to laugh and giggle together. For life can only be better if we have the sisters to talk about the gets in life, reminisce the happy thoughts and share the joy.
BY: VIRGINIA CLOSE
As they laugh to the wiggle of the scene;
The sisters talk all day long about the
memories of theirdreams.
It does not matter if they had seen each
other yesterday. When they’re together,
everything looks so gay. In the coldness
of the day, they will cheer. To the warm
summer day, they will splash in the bay.
They exchange the bright sides of the clay;
gets in life, thoughts of love and their jobs.
As their memories said and the future
is ahead; Never mind through it all, they
are sisters ever more. They may have troubles,
but, they will be gone; for they are connected
to their hearts. Mysteries in the kilt, they
will snigger. Newish mammoth in the realm
of the day. Along in the forlorn of the hay is
none existence. Older sister will lead to the
beauty soft and flair. Pallets in the dreary storm,
never mind. The young female sibling will not
get scared; for her sister will hold her hand to
pass the way. All, they want, is to bestow the
thoughts so refine; songs of love will spread
in the sky. Sisters are born to cheer each other;
to the tic of their hearts; in the greatest of the
jiffy, and more so in bad time.
Pregnancy is one of the most spectacular moments that ever happened to me — giving birth is another. September 29 is very special to me. Twenty- eight years ago, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. To hold the small human being that I carried for nine months made me cry in happiness. Motherhood is the best experience that I have. As of the moment, I am not with my gorgeous daughter to celebrate this occasion as she now lives in Paris, France. Albeit, we domicile in different continents, our bonding is unbreakable. In two weeks time, I will fly to Paris to be with my baby. I am getting anxious now — totally thrilled that I will be near her for the next five months, spending Christmas and New Year. Last night, I could not sleep and few times I called my daughter. To touch her face and give my warmest greeting is what I long. As mother and daughter, we have misunderstandings, not many times. Perhaps, counting them with the use of my fingers is plenty. Nevertheless, those are parts of the blossoming friendship that we developed and kept on making. We make great memories and those keep me going in times that I miss her very much. I will sit down and ponder the marvellous stints in the days gone. We can only talk so much on the cyberspace and watch each other do our tasks. However, to sit down with her in person — have breakfast, lunch, and dinner or even just to have coffee on the veranda is gratifying. But, just like many others when grown-up, my daughter cannot be with mummy anymore. She has her life. The thing with motherhood — a unique path; I promenade whilst cherishing the joy and laughter we share — remarkable and second to none. To Victoria, you are a friend. But firstly — you are my sweet baby daughter. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! And to all the celebrants today, I wish you all the best! Be a friend to you mum. Mother and daughter are the best buddies.
THE HORIZON IN THE MEADOWS
BY VIRGINIA CLOSE
On the beams of the morning,
I woke up with pains in my legs.
As my body cosseted to the just of the pillows;
A pirouette in my dreams then appeared.
Soon to come, I was in the hospital bed lying;
Waiting for my baby to be born on that day.
To the joy of the moment, a cry from a girl!
My heart served to the verve and shouted with all glee;
A beautiful baby girl was smiling at me.
To the many moons that passed our nights;
I cradled and nurtured her with all my heart.
As I embraced her to the hobo of the magical stint;
I did cry and lamented when she wept and screamed.
When she laughed, it dominated the arena of the scene.
Thus, became the sonata to the field of my realm.
When she danced to the music of the Hays;
With all eyes, I watched without a blink.
In chronicling the Clover of my palm;
A Colleen had turned into a lady very fast.
In the city of romance and love now she lives.
In my heart, she is the stunning princess — a gem.
In my soul — gladness she brings evermore.
Charms to my day — her spirit lifts me up to the sky.
Through it all, she is a flashing meteorite.
And graciously gives lights to anyone’s burgeon world.
Her finesse is the glory of my eyes;
Her elocution is the melody to the song.
As she passes, the Aurora of the sun rays with her;
So refine and a la vogue, I will say.
Honoured I and much flattered, yet to say;
A beautiful child is now a fine Mademoiselle.
My dear daughter, you will always be my sweet baby girl
For in my limbs, my extension is such a panache;
Sent to me from Someone up There.
My journey is such a blissful flight because of you.
You are the horizon in the meadows
Who gives me joy, flare, and glare.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DARLING DAUGHTER!
May the stars and the constellations align to your wishes.