Passing is never easy

 ~My friends mother passed away recently, and I attended the crevice yesterday. Here`s a little poem I wrote for her:

When I was little

They used to sing

Oh sing of merry many things

 

They never made much sense to me

I heard them, those tunes

Such pretty tunes

But they never made much sense to me 

 

Now off you go

To lands unknown

As you`ve heard their melodies too

 

Ringing in tune, in tune

 

But in your form

In your state

You shall comprehend the words they once said

 

As children hear

but do not comprehend

and the dead, they remember

and now it all makes sense.

 

Farewell, for now

We shall soon meet again.

`Karneval`, they say

Goodbye to meet again.

 

~It`s a random mash up of words(or my feelings ._. ) Thank you for taking me to school when I was Form 3 during when school hours were in the afternoon. Thank you for fetching me home when my mother was unavailable. Thank you for allowing me to come to your house during form 4 and 5 to study there. Thank you for giving birth to Emily, my friend.

 

~Other than that, here are some writing tips that was on Tumblr, which linked back to this website => Body Language Cheat Sheet for Writers

 

 

 

~Listening to `Carry on` by FUN:

 

 

(12/3/2013)