Thursday, June 15, 2006

Hopscotch Comments

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Maya*, do you remember our boisterous childhood?
We were hopping over the marked squares.
At last you hopped over the horizon
leaving me alone in my dormitory.
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nimal dunuhinga
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Sandra Fowler 15 June 2006

So many fragile lives blown away without rhyme or reason. A moment of silence is all we have left to give them. And, of course, your poem of love and remembrance which is an enduring gift. Wonderful, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra

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John Tiong Chunghoo 15 June 2006

sweet little poem. there are hackyened parts but are saved by some clever twists.

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