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Unfolding

You’re standing at a threshold,
and I know your heart is full,
a little unsure, a little brave,
pulled by memories that tug and pull.

Life isn’t pushing you from here,
it’s teaching your wings to fly,
and the future that now waits for you
is larger than the sky.

Yes, the paths will look unfamiliar,
and the skyline may feel new,
but even a strange city finds its glow
when it is lit by you.

A home is never just a place,
it’s built where courage stays,
and every step you take forward
will return in brighter ways.

Do not fear the quiet quiver
that arrives before you rise,
every remarkable beginning
first disguises itself as doubt in disguise.

Life is not closing a chapter,
it’s gathering speed, gaining grace,
and the future stands with open arms,
ready to match your pace.

The world has been waiting patiently
for the fire you’re meant to show,
walk forward with steady eyes,
and let your quiet brilliance grow.


All the moments that shaped you softly,
all the storms that made you bend,
you’re not leaving anything behind,
you carry it all as strength.,

So trust the road that lies ahead,
let change feel bold and true,
the world is vast, the moment is here,
and it is more than ready for you.

Ma

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In Her Own Words

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.

“My dear,” my mother said, “life is not a race.
Walk it with grace, don’t rush the pace.
The world may be noisy, but peace you’ll always find,
It rests in your heart, not somewhere outside.”

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A Trailblazer- My Nani

She nurtures with a heart so tender, so true,
her poems like blossoms, fresh with morning dew.
Wise and radiant, her brilliance runs deep,
a wellspring of joy, a treasure we keep.

A pioneer in spirit, bold and smart,
with courage and kindness in equal part.
Dear Nani, your journey is a radiant song,
an inspiration we’ll carry lifelong.



Happy Birthday dearest Nani 💐✨

Simi

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You Are the Music



A bond unspoken, a thread well-spun,
Two souls whose hearts beat as one.
You are the music that lights our days,
Blending emotion and wit in endless ways.
In every note, in all you pursue,
Our world feels richer because of you two.
And always, with love that will never fade,
We await the music you’ve yet to play.

Ma

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Ma

You live so gentle, speak so kind,
With only warmth in your heart and mind.
You never teach rules or give commands,
But lead with love and open hands.

You cheer our dreams and let us fly,
Tell us to reach for the endless sky.
Yet ask for nothing, give your best,
With quiet strength and selfless rest.

Now I feel blessed to watch you shine,
As Nani to children now yours and mine.
You have taught us care, with joy and grace,
And love that time cannot replace.

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To My Girl, Who’s Made of Magic

You wear your formals, smile polite,
But your soul still dances in the night.
A singer’s heart, a dancer’s fire,
Still searching for her truest wire.

Others may glide, may get with ease,
But you, my girl, are made of seas.
Your heart’s too wide, your soul too vast,
To settle for a dream that won’t last.


You shine too bright for shortcuts small,
You’re meant to rise, not just install.
Don’t count your worth by speed or race,
But by the love you leave in place.


Baby, you’re no faded flame,
You’re playing life’s most honest game.
You’re not behind, you’re being grown
For a life that sings in your own tone.

You don’t just chase what comes with ease,
You’re made to stir, to move, to breathe.
To light up rooms, to love out loud,
To make your mark without the crowd.

God’s silence isn’t Him unkind,
It’s just the sculpting of your mind.
Not every gift comes wrapped and neat,
Some bloom beneath your own brave feet.

You question love, you doubt what’s right,
But still you wake and hold the light.
You laugh, you sing, you give, you try,
And teach the stars how not to cry.

So take your time, be wild, be free,
You’re more than roles the world might see.
You are a storm, a song, a flame,
And life will never be the same.

For every step, each dream you chase,
You leave behind a sacred trace.
You’re not just “good”, You’re rare, you’re true.
And I thank life, because it gave me you.

MA

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Beyond My Own

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

While guiding little hands with care,
I ventured out from safe to rare.
In giving love both near and far,
I found my calling, healed each scar

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Echo

Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you.

They are the bloom from roots I tend,
Each step they take, a skyward bend.
I ask for nothing, yet I see,
Their rising light comes back to me.

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Through Their Eyes

Describe one positive change you have made in your life.

One change I made that shaped my view,
I’ve learned to see what others walk through.
Through minds that work in unique ways,
And hearts that glow in quiet displays.

I’ve learned to pause, to truly be,
To feel their strength, so tenderly.
This shift has made my world more wide,
With deeper love and kinder stride.

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Relearning You

A uniformed heart

Dad may not say the perfect phrase,
He may be lost in grown-up days.
But every night he comes back home,
To understand how much you’ve grown.

He watches close, though not too near,
Afraid you’ll shrug or disappear.
He listens hard when you half-share,
And learns to pause, to just be there.

He may ask twice what you just said,
His eyes look tired, nodding head.
But still he tries, and still he stays,
To meet your world in newer ways.

He may not get your music right,
Or memes you laugh at late at night.
But still he asks, then asks once more,
Trying to reach your inner shore.

He might not know your favorite song,
Or if your answers take too long.
But still, he waits, behind the noise,
To hold your dreams, your fears, your voice.

He walks the line of strong and soft,
Still learning how to lift you aloft.
You may not see the grace it takes
To hold your storms when his heart breaks.

He sees the flicker in your eyes, the battles fought in muted sighs.
But still he shows up every day,
Learning your world, your teenage way.

He speaks of self, of lessons earned,
Of roads he’s walked and bridges burned.
But deep within, his truest part,
Hopes you’ll outshine his every start.

He lived a life in olive green,
Where orders ruled and fears were seen.
Far from home, in lands unknown,
He stood for more than just his own.

Simi