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OLDE SJI BRAS BASAH ROAD, 1971
Journey Journal Page
OLDE SJI BRAS BASAH ROAD, 1971
By Leon Enriquez
Morning Glory
Florals on a fence
Violet blooms beauty
Plain in sparkling sense
Olde school field
By Bras Basah Road
Boys and football yield
To dawn’s purple load
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Dawn now brings
Such sparkling creepers
Olde tints of fond flings
Such transient flowers
We recall
Days of yesterday
Sounds of lost footfalls
Echoes of school days
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For a while
Till that harsh sun burns
Faded dying smiles
To the earth return
Brief your tale
On the dusty road
Yet your truth avails
Of brief surreal loads
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Now here we
Go on our way there
To visit and see
To be yet nowhere
Old men think
Upon times now gone
Laughter on verge brink
Olde days and lost dawns
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Lost school daze
Dribbling on that field
Our cheeky fond craze
Olde time humour yields
For a while
You and I and all
Taste feel and try smiles
To pile sweet and gall
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Olde school grounds
Memory lane thoughts
New cityscape bounds
Olde souls recall lots
Lost yet found
Olde echoes call out
Floral fence abound
Hear sunny glee pout
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Here by grace
Each to each olde souls
Journey quest we trace
Incomplete yet whole
By the way
A restless wit primes
Just another day
Grateful for our time
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Those days tint
Our old boys’ refrain
Violet floral hints
On the rail fence strain
Morning Glory
Let’s not live in vain
But seed love’s fancy
As light sparkles plain
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Leon Enriquez
05 January 2024
Singapore
Copyright ©
Leon Enriquez
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