The wit, the nerve, the steel in you...
You rule, you serve, your kind are few...
No words, no thoughts, no meaning to look...
No regrets, no joys, no finds are new.

I searched for words between my thoughts,
Some spaces I could sight.
But all my thoughts so tightly packed,
I could not see the light.

Chains of thoughts and tightly wound,
They stifled all the words.
I sifted corners of my mind
But confusion came in herds…

To the two of you…

While I've known only one of them, this one goes out to both Ricci and Rorie... And someday I may have the joy of knowing them both like one! A small trinket from a dilli friend who couldn't make it for the wedding across the seas...

I would say I would sing
If the words would ring
I would whisper I would shout
If the words went about
From the skies or the vales
From the seas through to Wales
A congrats and much love!

Regret not being there to say that last line in person!

My dearest sister gets tangled up in a knot tomorrow... Just thought will let you all know! Lots of love to everyone and more!