Our love for her is insurmountable
Her sincerity rescued those troubled
Like a shepherdess with her sheep
She cared for them indeed
Her empty pockets were threadbare
Generous laughter with richness to spare
Anticipated the nights we'd visit her house
The opposite side of the town to ours
By the tin mine lake with plentiful of children
Lotus flowers bloom in her water garden
After dinner, our bronze Ford hummed slowly
Towards our destination in MTD
Through the heart, turn right
Cross the creek, switch on the light
As the wheels danced and swayed across the sandy grains
We shook off our troubles and pains
Hide and seek crickets twittering
Amphibians played melodies accompanying
The winds weaved through the pampas grass
Martins and bugs twirl in tempo upon mirrored glass
Opened windows cleared for enhanced sensory
Locally made heong peng's scent blown in, creating memories
Crispy crust with smattering of sesame seeds
Caramelised coconut still hot, gooey and so sweet
When one is found in London or perhaps Melbourne
Its taste, smell or form brings her back to me
Sunday, 16 October 2016
Poem :: Yee Por Por
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