The best part
The best part of the day is when I read her work.
The writings of a poet and an author enthusiast.
Close to perfection, close to crossing that threshold line that makes one different from the other millions who blog.
She will reach there. Her work has a different style.
I promised to be her toughest critic to push her in bringing out her best.
I know she is on the line.
Her poems leave a great taste to those have read and know a two of poetry. I relish the feel of the author she will become writing those stories.
Her shortcomings will only be history in some time to come.
I shall make her into an author first and a poet later on.
I am waiting to read her next work while the budding artist sits by my side. Or better yet, to pick her work off the shelf in a book store.
