Songs of the birds I wish to sing

Hear the songs of the birds, the joy in their sounds

Distinctive yet pure, not a care in the world.

They flaps their wings with boldness, they relished

In their freedom, no worries of what tomorrow will make of them

They simply flow with the wind,

The birds are fully aware that all their needs has already been provided for.

Their faith in the creator is what make

Their songs so magical to our ears.

Oh, how I do wish to sing the songs of the birds

Micheline Jean Louis

The moments we forgot

Days has come and gone,
time did not remain still long enough,
the chaotic fears swirling about of not repeating past mistakes,
we forgot to love the in-between moments that was meant to anchor us,
we both drown next to each other, not realizing we could have been each other lifeguards.
Micheline Jean Louis