Looking at my sisters comfortably sleeping, I let my pen works. Thoughts linger always on my mind. If it wasn't for them, maybe I am not the strongest person I used to be now.
They sleep soundly. I am tempted to close my eyes, but I dare not to shut them. I deeply need my eyes not to scribble words, but to seriously use them for me to create wonderful words for me to earn a living for them.
I am amused seeing them well asleep. I deeply love them that is why I never get tired working no matter how my eye bugs bother me. Still, I need to work and be busy all the time for them.
Their nights are my mornings. Sacrifice is gain. Work harder and never surrender, I tap myself. :-)
Blogging is the new poetry. I find it wonderful and amazing in many ways.
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