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My feet are freezing, Heart is still warm. Autumn approaching, Won't survive the winter storm. Searching and searching from dusk till dawn A place to call home, to keep warm. Like an arctic fox, I do not possess a fluffy coat. Like a grizzly bear, could not hibernate on a mountain slope. Like a tree in arctic tundra, I am naked and exposed. When the first winter waves hit, my eyebrows froze. I will be buried in the snow soon, with an Icy heart. Be food to the spring cubs to make a new start. Call of my frozen voice does not travel far. I am so far away you can't hear me Ma!

There was a secret garden, behind the tall wall. Covered with shrubs and climbers, was invisible after all. But chirps of a robin red breast, took me there yesterday. And I wrote down what he told me, this is what he had to say. It didn't end up there, of course he didn't leave me alone. Talking about pleasures and nature he believed in I was drawn. Called by my work, I had to say goodbye. Promise to make a smile, for him and his twin sister who likes to hide. Behind magical world of colors and butterflies. I wonder how amazing are, their artistic minds. And I stole... had no shy... and, would they mind? Behind rose bushes, and sunflower beds. They still hang out, in their tiny nests. The Secret Garden: This is a famous novel by Frances Hodgson Burnet, first published in 1911. This was her first novel. It was about a neglected unloved little girl with pure and adventurous soul, who found doors to a secret garden, guided by Robbin, Redbreast. Later joined by Collin, a crippled boy they enjoyed, the magical garden and continued. Amazing Amazing lives.

I lie by your side, throughout the journey. Sleepers kept us part though made it possible to carry. Clickety clack of carts of old trains so heavy. So near but so far, it is our destiny. Although we travel side by side till infinity I have lost hope of intimacy. My love my life my eternal beauty I say a silent goodbye though I do not have anybody. Whispered a rail in the ears of the other before it was crushed by the train yet again.

Rivers of tears and innocent cries Echoes in chambers even tonight Of mothers and daughters and withering lives God forgive us for our crimes. Who said we learned lessons from Auschwitz? Who said we made corrections in our action plans? Politicians' rulers' leaders of our times Followed and Followers are guilty alike. To all daughters with love, let's make it a promise. As fathers not to fail before our demise.