is it the eat with you or?
you call me off, you don’t cause your son’s fever
I noticed your son’s fever is ever since
you apologized once again
meet me on Friday then
sorry Friday my son shall come
we cannot eat with four
that shall ask for more
I just wanna eat with our two
incredible me, the dutch then say ‘hoe? ‘
just call me again when your son’s recovery
now the morn is no springtime anymore
broken together with my heart….
© Sylvia Frances Chan
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Is there anything in natureso unique you’ve ever seen?I don’t know, I’m not fromthis planet, alien exploringand overlooking the edgea mesmerizing sight….Free, fresh and freedom at the fullestwatch, think and touchcreated art, poetry and the milky waythat much!Wandering upon the open seaswalking on a rainbow lawnthe sun is settingfeel his warmth upon your skinlove is…
at least it was structuredforever signatured, not evaporated,yet the hours they passed so slowtheir accelerated pace seems now anewevery dark and bright hour that shonewith the winds thy name borne,what are the winds carrying along, I wonder?thy famous hidden beauty or thy intuitive words we ponderlet’s beg the breezes to hasten more the timeperhaps the…
from my heart to yours in Francethese wishes added with perfume and fragrancetoday, know that I am thinking of youI have seen God’s amazing Blessings in your lifeyour wish to have three sons, that was no problems, that you knowsince God is constant present in your lifeI feel blessed that you made me your examplebut…
comet is a shooting starmake a wish?that is the eternal superstition of man!© Sylvia Frances Chan – All rights reservedWednesday September 16,2020This is a translation of the poemKorte Vers….bySylvia Frances Chan
the corona crisis is not over yetwhether Mark Rutte’s driving maneuvers are caused by sweeping them up.Isn’t it the head of the jut?no, it’s from Mark Rut!royal turmoil has disappearedor should you saywe’re not sure what happenedto Greece is actually not the right option,but Mark Rutte forbids itneither,went on holiday anyway, but back soon,the king…
Though a few years have elasped,I regard this title of honour as given byMaster Poet Kumarmani Mahakul Sir,still true fascinating, wonderful, most beautiful and uniqueI have everreceived.I feel humbled and honoured.I cite his marvelous fascinating words:‘For justifying the title of honour given to Mrs. SylviaI like to narrate the words.Wonder reflects the amazement and admirationwith…
