Here's a poem that appeared in a magazine that I read when I was still a school girl:
THE RESIDUE
The years behind and the days a head
The unknown road that you must tread
The unmapped path and the thorny track
It's almost enough to break your back.
To think of how you're going to bear
That heavy load with none to share
Just how far you'll have to go
You cannot tell you do not know.
Just keep a brave heart and greet each day
Believing yo're on the way
To something better something great
Something that will compensate.
You often find when all is told
That what you missed is not pure gold
For the real comes with the residue
Of what life holds in store for you.
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I have a favourite poem when I was in Highschool. I couldn't remember the whole poem, but these lines still clearly intact in my memory:
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It was printed on a bookmark with an image of a young lady in a black frock with a bunch of white tulips and yellow background.
-urs, yenpeng
Hi Yen Peng. Thanks for the response. I have more pics taken at Wong Solo, some with you and Ehsan and the others in them.Will post them as soon as I can make it.
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