Away from home for four years and more,
my heart yearns to reach your eastern shores.
Cycling along your curves in the gentle breeze,
in your warm embrace I shall forever squeeze.
Ah! How I miss you so!
Thinking of you shall never grow old.
For eternal is our sacred bond;
never mind even if I am vagabond.....
No distance shall tear us apart,
for you are always in my heart.
My Singapore! My Singapore!
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A poem I wrote in my first year in Athens (2009) to celebrate National Day - after spending 4 years in Shanghai previously.
I like this poem! Did you really write this or did you get inspiration from somewhere??? :)
ReplyDeleteAh ber then? My maiden effort :)
ReplyDeleteOK, this phrase " thinking of you shall never grow old" is inspired from a chinese song or poem I've read somewhere. Can't remember where....
I think it's better appreciated if we have been away from Singapore.
Thank you for your kind words :)