“I know you’re not here,
I can see it in your eyes when we talk.
Where ever you are, come back soon”
― Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You.
art by: Lokesh Fouzdar(pleiades)
Under the blue sky,
when the winds all smiles
I’ll carry you,
where no one can make you cry.
A place where your heart smiles,
you can see us shine
through the darkness of the times.
Just take a trip with me far away,
we will discover a life like dream, awake.
Endless fields in mountains of the east,
we will sing, laugh and scream,” c’est la vie”
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
During WWII when sugar was rationed to 8 ounces per adult per week, some vegetable alternatives were introduced. These children don’t seem quite interested in ” carrot-on-a-stick ” option.