Home Alone - A Accolade and Homage To My Pretty Lotus by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

The Library Of My Fond Memories

I only hope if I was given one moment, just a

single slice of my past,

I could then hold it so tightly forever that

moment would always last.

I would like to put those moments in a safe,

within my hearts abode,

So I could open it when I wanted it and only I

would know the code.

I could choose a time of laughing and my

times of happiness and fun,

I could choose a time that thrilled me, through

everything I have done.

I sat and thought about what moment, would

always make me smile?

One that would always motivate me and let me

to walk that extra mile.

If ever I am feeling sad and low, if am

struggling with something to do,

I could go and open my little safe, and watch

all my dull moments through.

There are moments I can think of, that would

lift my spirits every time,

The moments when I am picked up, when the

hill of life was hard to climb.

I do not wish to only pick one moment, to

cherish, love, save and keep,

Then I know it would  prove really difficult, as

I have gathered up a heap,

I have dug deep inside my heart, found that

little safe and looked inside,

There was room for lots of moments; in fact it

can fit hundreds if I tried.

I am now building my own fondest library

which is embedded in my heart,

It's for all the moments spent with my beloved

wife before she had to part.

I know I can open it up whenever I like, pick a

moment and review my life,

My little library of fond memories acts as a

promise, I'll never forget my wife.

The Pretty Rose Of My Tray

I am sitting here in my bedroom, looking at

her picture,

And wondering why she couldn't be a part of

my future.

Whenever the uncontrollable tears stream

down my face,

This is that hard time when my heart beat

starts to race.

Then I question God why he has taken my wife

from my life,

It would be less painful if He stabbed me with

a sharp knife.

I still needed her cos she had not completed

her task here,

She was the only one who was to make

everything so clear.

She was my essential part and I remain a part

of her forever,

When she passed away a part of me went with

her together.

I never knew that it was so difficult to lose

someone you love,

But the truth hurt me the day she went to the

heaven above.

Although I can't see but I know she is up there

watching me,

I know she is keeping her hand of blessing to

look after me.

I miss her more and more everyday but all I

can do is to pray,

In my heart she will forever remain the Pretty

Rose of my tray.

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You touched my heart, you treasured my soul

You changed my life and I achieved my goals

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