"Gentle"

He is like a gentle flower

Ever swaying in the wind

The slightest breeze, a drop of rain

Would make him wither down in pain

He came one day, in his silent way

Eyes often sad and blue

So taking his hands in mine, I say,

"There is beauty inside of you...

Soon, time will pass, the page will turn

And we will be apart.

But remember this, my gentle flower

...You'll always be in my heart."

"My chocolate box"

And there they were...

All eyes upon me as I glanced at the "L" shaped polvoron bars
And my cake, a Fudgee bar topped with Zestro straw for candles
It was the sweetest birthday gift ever

My heart touched by kids who drive me crazy at times
But make my heart melt with their laughter and smiles
I treasure them in my heart of hearts
In my very own chocolate box

A gift from a friend, a moment shared
The little things that make life so grand
Daily snack time at five-thirty
Stories told over sandwiches and "Oishi"

My mother's voice, my father's laugh
A family filled with joy and love
I treasure them in my heart of hearts
In my very own chocolate box