tonight was a wonderful night. finally, i see my wonderful sec 4 classmates again! hooray! These are the photoes that i took, though not very good.
I know the poetry sucks, but do forgive...
The Pale Light of the Moon...
The food came and went,
and we ate.
We enjoyed the treats,
not because the food was great (it was)
because of who we had - each other.
Such is the joy when friends meet,
of all of us with a shared history.
to some like long-lost meet again,
as withered links become strong again.
and suddenly it seems,
we were in the classroom,
all in our seats.
Actually,
it wasn't long since we last met.
In fact, all we had been keeping in touch.
But still we met,
because there is nothing like,
when all of us come together,
back again, like long time past.
And pray that it'll not be long,
when all of us, can be meet together,
in such joy and laughter.
Laughter is the air we breathe,
being so thick in the air.
And we share our going ons.
It might not have been really long,
but still we talk.
We shared our little stories,
of our jobs and our studies,
of the little details in our everyday life.
For all these time,
it seemed,
we were close as we ever could,
back in that classroom of old.
We've known each other,
all so well.
Between our hearts,
there is no barrier.
All things flow from heart to heart,
from soul to soul.
Beyond words.
The air-con is cold,
but we are warm.
We abandon the food,
it no longer matters.
All that sustains us,
is no longer the food,
but simply the things we share,
the bread for the spirit,
that we hunger no more,
in spirit we feast.
Our guest has left,
but she will never leave us,
as we always remember,
who she was,
like a mother,
our dear, dear friend.
Our lives an imprint,
of her very own.
Tonight there was beauty,
in flesh and in spirit.
As these daughters of Eve,
live out their lives,
all bound for wondrous things.
The sons of Adam are not dim-wits,
sure we are of,
glorious future in time to come,
as we leave these barren years,
and come to the water.
We did not become rebels,
we have not changed.
The character that we have,
remains with us.
As we continue to walk in dignity.
Tempted though we might be,
we have not fallen.
As we wait to grasp,
the future soon.
Now we are still in our youth,
in the brightness of summer,
while the sun still blazes.
We savour our freedom,
we are young and free.
Bounded we might be by uniform and rules,
we know deep inside, that our spirits soar.
We walk together,
on the streets,
but we aren't lost souls in the dark.
Under the moonlight,
we walk,
guided by what we'll do.
We know the road we walk,
and we know the place we'll go.
Surprise. we say joyce! though she wasn't in our class, it was just so nice to see someone we know... its so rare to see her that i'm just going to put her pic just for fun...
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