The Search
And now the time had come,
For the Heavenly bells to ring;
With it came the search,
For the Heavenly chart astonishing;
Neither was it here nor there,
Though it was to be searched everywhere;
Mother searched at noon,Father searched at night,
Offers made to Lord, so serious was the plight;
Then the search was given off,
And began a subconscious search;
Ending in Mother finding the chart,
And thus resumed the process for – the heavenly bells to ring
Student Years
Every June brings a new student year,
Joy,excitement and resolutions clear;
Subjects studied one and all, so before,
Only to find how big they are a bore;
Again begins the tiring daily ritual,
Dreams cut at Dawn to be punctual;
Attend lectures,hear warnings and more,
Only to find how big they are a bore;