Ruby

“Somber eyes ponder, what this world will be?
Better days ahead, sighs the wind swiftly;
Flit, airy as my glides, fanciful, free,
Change is in the air, summer’s warming spree;
Embracing days chaotic, frozen, still,
Frosted with fear, surrendered to fate’s will.
For amidst nature’s tranquil seclusion;
Strives humanity lost in confusion.”
― Marie Helen Abramyan

“California loving smooth as the ocean tide
Carefree soaking up your love like sunshine
Crazy for ya feeling like a song with no rhyme
I’m falling for you like sun in the springtime
I’m so glad I found my California loving”
― Marie Helen Abramyan

“Bird of Paradise, feather among leaves,
To the earthy soil I am bound and tied.
Anchored by claws of roots and weighty sheaves,
My spirit flies among the birds that glide.
My sprawled pinions verdant, tail feathers pied,
A crest of orange crowned is my disguise.
As winds breathe hope and new life, then subside,
Seeds are sown and grown right before my eyes.
My vision is centered, strong are my arms,
I feed the hungry and withstand their sting,
I greet the sunrise, and bathe in rainstorms.
Wildflowers fret and speak of blight all spring,
But Paradise shuns foreboding such plight.
Proud is my nature, I stand strongly bright.”
― Marie Helen Abramyan

“A single day is not enough, to honor all that’s you;
You gave me a lifetime, a gift to which none can compare.
A million stars, with all their might, could never shine so true;
As your pure heart, and lovely smile, when speaking words of care.
Nurturing hands, you brought up life, maternal sacrifice,
When days of darkness set, you help to see the dawn gleam.
You’re the strength I lean on, when my own does not suffice,
Wisdom laden grace, you’ve shown the light for much to be seen.
So I’ll take this day, to speak loud from heart, of all that’s true;
I love you, mom. Is all I’ll say, for nothing more will ever do.”
― Marie Helen Abramyan