Childhood Brings me Memories running through clusters of Bougainvillea as they shed their petals along the Footpath in the Middle of a Wooded Forest.

I would skip, I would hop gaily alone leaving the white hibiscus behind, Heliconia sunflowers brightening the track pine trees shading the path.

Butterflies Bees with Pretty Little Wings would fly alongside me, As i sat by the River Bed all kinds of thing would come into my Head.

Sad to know of a Day, These will go away the Little Creature and Little plant, The silk Worms Living on the Forest Floors.

A Day will come the meadows of sweet Green Grass, The Vibrant forest the Blue Lagoon Brimming with life and Riches will Vanish from our Planet Because No One Really Cared.

CREATION

Who Made The Sun That Brightens The World, Who Made The Moon and a Million Stars that send Ripples of light in the Darkest Night, And the Silver Glows in the Little Rows on the Sea.

Who Made The Air That Cools Me On A Hot afternoon Who Made The Gentle Summer Breeze From The Sea, Who Send the Rain, Who Gave Me Life.....God over Everything!!!