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SnowFlake on Tej Kohli Blog

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Tej Kohli brings another beautiful poem that depicts the beautiful bond between a baby and its parents. This poem was written by Paul Hoekman after his second daughter was born.

Snowflake
by Paul Hoekman
Tumbled from a cloud
rolled over and over
and out of its nest,
floats to the earth,
in so much dark yet
illuminous.

Landed in a tree,
top of a hill,
in colorful dreams
of soaring,
slept into the morning,
until something broke the chill.

Snowflake, special
different from all the rest,
and when you love what your doing
that's when you'll do your best,
with God's help we can pass any test.

With just enough light to see
it listens to a distant sound,
and caught a glimpse of the ocean
before the sun helped it to the ground.

Now a drop, it stumbled
into a swift moving stream
like a toboggan, flume, roller coaster,
such an ultimate adventure,
one wild and crazy screaming stream.

Snowflake, special different
from all of the rest
and when you love what you're doing
that's when you'll do your best,
then let God take care of the rest.

It slowly flows into a river,
wide ,slow, bold and free,
heard so much about the ocean,
learned so much, met so many,
there's so much love in the sea.

Time does not bring relief - Tej Kohli

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Tej Kohli blog presents a maudlin poem expressing the gushing emotions of a girl who lost her love, and how time failed to heal her searing wounds.

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, 'There is no memory of him here!'
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

- Edna St Vincent Millay
January 2010
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