science

  Thoughts and words,  When they join in a covalent bond,  A beautiful compound called,  Poetry is born.    The nature, rains and experiences, Act as catalyst In the experiment with the styles,  And the mood of the poet.    The calm and quiet surroundings,  Mixed...

The bond between a mom and a child, Starts much before birth And is made stronger As days pass by. . I look at God's creativity, In complete awe. Just wondering how he could Plan it the way it is. . The connection is...