Friday, May 9, 2014

Yesterday's Toyland

Yesterday's Toyland

By May Kwek

When I was fairly young
I stretched out my hand
Took up a little teddy bear
And Toyland began

It was as crazy a world
As a seven year old could make it
Flying animals and carriages
We even added school in it!

My sister was old enough
So I added her in
And we created a world
Of Kings and Queens!

It was relatively simple
At the beginning at least
A family of royals
And many nephews and nieces

But it grew larger
Quite rapidly too
Especially when our toys had special powers
Each one with about two

So we created ranks
Titles and such
Palaces and treats
For the toys that were made much

It was a fun time
For a good six years
But I grew up and left
With my sister in tears

It has been
About seven years since that time
I am about to enter university
And play not with toys but rhymes

Still I can’t deny
That some of that kid is still in me
Look at all I write
I still try to be funny

Though the innocence of the time
Has slowly been lost
I guess in growing up
This is the cost

To learn more about the world
This is the price I have to pay
I can’t be a kid forever
That had to end someday

But I will always have
That golden memory
Of the times in Toyland together
My sister and I happy

Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek

Yet another phone cover

Yet another phone cover

By May Kwek

My sister has gotten a new phone cover
It is gold and quite bright
No, I mean it literally
It fairly glows at night

By some electric mischief
It changes colour
First red then blue then green
And a great many other!

But the problem was
That it kept on glowing
And after a few hours
It was quite irritating

So my sister
 In a fit of remorse
Took out the battery
And the glow is lost!

Ah my dear sister
What did you do?
Taking away the cover’s glow
Wasn’t that cruel of you?

Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek


What tomorrow brings

What tomorrow brings

By May Kwek

A plant doesn’t choose where to grow
And neither did I
The sun doesn’t choose when to rise
Neither did I

I didn’t choose my place of birth
Nor my dear family
My friends came by accident
As did the joy they have brought me

My schools weren’t planned
Much less my difficulties
Nor how I was taught to deal with them
And life’s uncertainties

I didn’t groom my personality
Or my likes and dislikes
I didn’t choose my temperament
Or that in which my heart delights

Yet I have chosen
 A path which to take
It is the most logical
That I can currently make

A suitable beginning
To the rest of the journey
But who I am I don’t know
Nor where this path will take me

The road ahead winds and curves
And I can’t choose or plan it
Who I meet, the opportunities I will have
Who can foretell it?

No I am not the captain of my fate
Much less the master of my soul
But at least my Lord is at the helm
And where he steers I’ll gladly go

Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek

Friday, May 2, 2014

The one that got away

The one that got away

By May Kwek

For years I have been chasing butterflies
Both in the afternoon and morning light
Watching them as they glide and fly
Studying their lovely flight

During all those years
I just seemed to know where they were
What would start them and cause them fear
What would let me draw near

So a few years ago
When school rules became more lax
I started to photograph them
As they sun bath and relax

I took many photos this way
Even of some I have never seen
Some which I never hoped I would
Even in my dreams

Then today I saw yet another
That I have never seen before
Pointed it out to my mother and father
And saw it standing tall

Then as I took out my camera
It quickly flew away
I followed it and tried harder
But still it wouldn't stay!

Then at last
I supposed I must have blinked
It was gone
Like a leaf in the wind!

I had not a clue
Where it went
I searched but could not find it
And I couldn't understand

Where on earth did it go?
The one that got away?
Really, where did it go?
And how did it get away?

Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek