Omar The Wise

The number of raindrops that the clouds did shed,
Are the number of tears I cried for him.
Oh how i long for his gentle kiss,
For his lips to rest on my forehead.

No more suffering must he endure,
For in heaven he is forever secure.
And we are consoled by our memories,
Of laughter, a big heart, a man larger than life.

My respect for him continues to grow,
Like the tree in my backyard.
Part of my heart is forever his,
As is part of my life devoted to him.

FOLLOW US



Write4Fun.net was established in 1997, and since then we have successfully completed numerous short story and poetry competitions and publications.
We receive an overwhelming positive feedback each year from the teachers, parents and students who have involvement in these competitions and publications, and we will continue to strive to attain this level of excellence with each competition we hold.

KEEP IN TOUCH

Stay informed about the latest competitions, competition winners and latest news!