The moment the doorbell rings, one can hear the snap and a retort One barging inside in a bad mood and the other giving a logic so crude...

She bloomed from a bud as pretty as a rose, My precious little gift that upon me has been bestowed So eager to grow and so curious to...

Only when I see the world from her eyes I realize that child is the greatest preacher of life How to shake and jiggle all rules without...