When I Think of You

This teary feeling Loiters and lingers Unconceeding Stray pieces linger Eyes with abrupt tears Sharp sadness loiters Who are you my dear To prick memory For death has left here Days of history Etched by blood and sweat Tell of our story Odds in a frail bet You brought us through storms Boom, ready, get set Upon cause a norm Beyond fantasy Now still fragile form No guts, no glory The tales tell of you Yes we all can see Bless us with bold hues We remember you Even as we queue You did not know me Nor did I meet you Yet tears set me free When I think of you Sad sorrow renews Gratitude mourns you From time to time I Spy fond greenery As city sights ply Then springs memory Joy lives monument: Our poignant story. Roots in testament: What is yet to be, Blooming compliment. Leon Enriquez 02 April 2015 Singapore