Gooloo Bird

The Gooloo bird
She has no feet.
She cannot walk
Upon the street.
She cannot build
Herself a nest,
She cannot land
And take a rest.
Through rain and snow
And thunderous skies,
She weeps forever
As she flies,
And lays her eggs
High over town,
And prays that they
Fall safely down.

Gooloo, a poem from A Light in the Attic, Shel Silverstein

Happy Diwali 2011

The clear blue sky,
The scent of flowers,
The colours of Rangoli,
And the sound of crackers.

The gifts and sweets from dear ones,
And the getting of their love,
The light of the candles below,
And the dazzling fireworks up above.

Lighting lamps at our homes,
Making the less fortunate smile,
Putting on new apparels,
Show our friends some style.

Paying respects to the gods,
And decorating for them the thali,
This is what the occasion is all about,
This is the spirit of Deepavali.

Poem Courtsey :- http://diwalipoems.wordpress.com/

Roses

The pale rose with a curly edge

The yellow rose so coy

The lilac rose with streaks of mauve

The red, ablaze with joy

The beautiful orange rose that blooms

Ever fragrant, always sweet

Oh how I love the rose

I really think and feel it is

The nicest flower that grows!

To me,

These beautiful roses symbolizes the beginning of Spring.

The beginning of a new day, a new year.

My daughter took these pics in Gilroy Garden.