How children evolve like a butterfly!
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Was Albert Einstein
Were there signs
to show that he would become
a great person one day?
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There is nothing
that tells you
it’s going to be a
butterfly (one day!).
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Such a short life of a beauty!
My dear amateur gardener
was so happy,
her pot of flower blooms…
for the first time!
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It’s a mixed-species hibiscus!
A hybrid of red and white!
Awesome surprise!
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But …
it only lasted one day!
The next day
another bloomed!
Such a short life of a beauty!
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Such clear reflection in the stillness of water!
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In the utter stillness
of water,
almost like a mirror,
the reflection is so clear,
it mimics nature’s beauty!
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In the quietude
of one’s mind,
one sees clearly
as ones reflects!
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Decriminalize attempt suicide: Will it finally happen?
Cabinet has finally agreed to decriminalise suicide.
Is it finally going to happen?
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The days society brought us up.
It was raining heavily. My paper umbrella was huge but tattered with holes. Seven-year-old me reached school, totally a wet rag doll! The teacher wiped me down. She took off her warm woolly sweater for me.
She was a warm motherly figure whom I remember to this day. If she is still alive, she would be about ninety-year-old.💐💐💐
Going home, I reached a flooded bridge over a huge drain. The water current was seen rushing under the gaping wooden planks of the bridge. I stood and cried. A middle-aged ice-cream man put me on the back of his bicycle to cross that bridge. He put me on the ground and gave me an ice cream! I continued to walk home.
I was in Hong Kong several years ago. A tiny little girl with a seemingly huge backpack walked across the street.
“How can her parents allow such a little one to be on her own? Is it safe?”
“Ms, you will be surprised how many cameras on the street are watching over her! In Hong Kong here, it is very safe!” The taxi driver chuckled.
Does your society (schools, neighbors, relatives, government) watch over your kids?
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Traditional Tuesday – in Sarawak
Former students doing the Sarawak dance at the end of the enterostomaltherapy (ET) nursing program. The lady in the middle, Helen Bampa, taught the other two. Helen belongs to an aboriginal group called Kenyah (Orang Ulu). It was a beautiful dance and memory. The latter two had gone back to Vietnam. I miss them all!
According to Helen, the dance is called Ngajat Datun Julut. It is performed during opening ceremonies, welcoming VIPs, and during wedding functions.
Wandering grandpa…
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Hold my hand
least you get lost!
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I read about a grand father who wandered many kilometers away from home. Getting lost may be the first sign of Alzheimer’s.
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“My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the hell she is.”- Ellen DeGeneres
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Slowing down in life
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what’s that drumming
one has no control.
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what’s that buzzing
in thy head and veins
exploding to the very core!
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what’s that aching
contracted muscles
begging to be kneaded.
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It’s not the siren behind one,
but signs to beware!
How they creep in
insidiously with age…
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“You know you’ve reached middle age when you’re cautioned to slow down by your doctor, instead of by the police.”—Joan Rivers
Missing you
Every year passed is a year closer to you Tis me, missing you!
Very often, when a spouse or partner passes on, one ponders about one’s time too.
This poem expresses the missing of a loved one.
With time, will the feeling of loss diminish?
Quotes:-
Chen Song Ping 