We all have the seeds of love in us.
When the negative thoughts
and feelings creep in,
stop it at once consciously.
Live in love.
Let the seeds of love bloom.
Permanent joy will be on your face.
(Pub. In PH On 08.10.2015)
(This was published by me in Micropoet under the name of my beloved mother Genova Maaa who passed away at the young age of 38. I published for a long time under this second name. i write to keep her memory alive as long as i live) .
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