Today's poem is inspired by the Qing Ming festival, which I observed today.
on visiting you during qing ming
after cleaning the dust
off your portrait
on that cold marble slab
it looks like i have only
lost you
yesterday.
but it has been seventeen long
years and every qing ming
i am here
and you smile
that youthful eternal smile
but i have grown older
more grey hairs
and i told you so
and you will have
probably laughed
and cried and
made me promise
to visit you again
on more days
like
this.
07/04/11
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© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ), 2011
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