Who would you like to talk to soon?
Someone who speaks not just with words, but pause,
Who sees through noise and questions the cause.
A being that listens like an open sky,
Where silence answers more than “why.”
Maybe someone I’ve never met
Or a version of me I’ve not found yet.
Conversations deep, gentle, and true,
With the world, with another, with myself too.
What personal belongings do you hold most dear?
Not jewels, not clothes, nor treasures bright,
But letters faded in soft twilight.
A book well-marked, a pen well-worn,
A photo creased, a page time-torn.
The dearest things don’t shout or gleam,
They hold a whisper, a touch, a dream.
Not just objects, but memory’s thread,
Alive with stories softly said.
Do you have any collections?
Do I have collections? Oh yes, quite a few,
Not coins or shells, but morning dew,
Pages of thoughts, laughter in jars,
Moments that sparkle like hidden stars.
My treasures aren’t things you’d sell or sweep,
They’re bits of wonder I chose to keep.
What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
What is the legacy I wish to leave?
Not monuments tall, nor titles to weave,
But moments where hearts paused to feel,
A truth, a laugh, a wound that healed.
A whisper of light in someone’s sky,
A thought that lingered, a silent why.
If my words or ways made someone see,
That alone would be legacy.
How do you feel about cold weather?
Cold weather calls like a daring quest,
A thrill in the wind, a warrior’s test.
Each breath a cloud, each step a beat,
I guard my flame and stay on my feet.
The crisp air hums with nature’s call,
A silent whisper through trees tall.
Frost-kissed mornings, skies so clear,
Nature’s challenge to persevere.
Have you ever broken a bone?
Bones I have not broken, but limits I have pressed,
Each day a quiet battle, a new fear addressed.
Breaking unseen walls, reaching new sky,
Growing stronger with every try.
What’s one small improvement you can make in your life?
I’m learning not to sculpt each will,
But offer wisdom, calm and still.
To guide when sought, not interfere,
And honour journeys I hold dear.
Share a story about someone who had a positive impact on your life.
She spoke with calm when storms would rise,
Put quiet stars in my cloudy skies.
Her faith in me, a steady flame,
Lit parts of me I never named.
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.
What does freedom mean to you?
A child’s pure laughter, a soldier’s relief,
A bird’s chirp in the wide blue sky
No weight of fear, no hidden grief,
No apprehensive feeling I’ll be asked why.
To choose what’s right, with heart held true,
Unafraid of what others do.
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