(for hour 1—something ending)   So Small   Too fragile Too soon Softness without structure enough With hollow hope With imperfect sigh Too small To inflict such sorrow

She raised her son and nephew On a housekeeper’s pay She made sure their hearts Knew love every day Her smile was so genuine Her morals so strong Her faith was divine Each trait was life-long She taught me that hard work Paid off in…

Outside my ancestral home, I revisit those memories of childhood, Clink of my anklets in the yard, Pumping out water from the well, Our endless giggles as we play, Chasing the colourful kites across the fence, What I see now is an illusion Everything wrapped…

Used to be comfortable in this world I lived in. Used love being part of this wondrous world of life Used to see my various neighbors swim past my home. Used to love waking up in the morning Used want to catch food Used to…