Little ZoZo

Zozo's favourite pose...

Me & Zozo...

Zozo innocent look...

Zozo at home...

Zozo getting tired....

Zozo watching tv...

Zozo is now 7 weeks old male poodle & bichon mixed puppy. He eats very little, plays hard and sleeps hard too. A very soft and gentle character puppy.

I Love You

For you I wrote this poem,
To remind me how much you have loved me,
Though as a kid I was a troublesome,
But I'm blessed to have you in my life.

You are my sunshine,
And you will always be,
My love for you will never fade,
For you will always be the only one.

I think of you every single day,
Longing for your presence,
Because you have made my day,
Brighter than the sun.

For so many years that have long gone,
Tears still filled up my eyes,
Because 13 years ago,
I watched you breathed your last breathe.

That day you went away,
Gone forever with no goodbyes,
I have always wanted to say,
"Granny, I love you."

The Great Pretender

Music & Lyrics by: Buck Ram


Oh yes, Im the great pretender,
Pretending that Im doing well,
My need is such I pretend too much,
I'm lonely but no one can tell.

Oh yes, Im the great pretender,
Adrift in a world of my own,
I play the game but to my real shame,
You left me to dream all alone.

Too real is this feeling of make believe,
Too real when I feel when my heart can't conceive.

Oh, yes, Im the great pretender,
Just laughing and gay like a clown,
I seem to be what Im not, you see,
I'm wearing my heart like a crown,
Pretending that you're still around.

Too real is this feeling of make believe,
Too real when I feel when my heart can't conceive.

Oh, yes, Im the great pretender,
Just laughing and gay like a clown,
I seem to be what Im not, you see,
I'm wearing my heart like a crown,
Pretending that you're still around.

Discovery

Into the wilderness I venture,
Gathering my thoughts together,
At Ranchan's waterfall front,
The stream and I become one.

In the oneness we flew,
Trying hard to make it through.

Along the way obstacles block,
The pain I felt when crushing rocks,
There is no choice but to carry on,
For this is the only way to look upon.

Making my way through each day,
The open sea surely I will reach one day...