my daily poem march 27, 28 2004

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Childhood Poems

mother and marble

by johnt tiong chunghoo

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Mum coming back from the market

Loading the little rickety trishaw

Well known in our little town

A shaky ride for fifty cents

My sweet childhood memories..

Lettuce, cabbage and straw

Bound paperwrapped pork

Each bundle I helped

Carry to the kitchen table

The bond of mum and child

Sealed from mum's reward

Of an apple or a pear

From the market or a ten-cent

Coin for me to purchase

My next bundle of marbles

Which all still stand quietly

In a milo can in the storeroom

Each a different hue to

Colour the thoughts of

Those love-coated days




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