A Gratitude Life

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Remember me this way

Remember when I was a kid,
you and mom would always bring me out.
We would go every where together.
We would go to carnivals and funfairs.
You would carry me and put me on one of those rides,
and sometimes even ride with me.
Remember when you used to enter me in every children event there is,
like that charity elephant event at forum galleria.
You would look up to me with pride
while I recite the Singapore pledge on stage with another boy.
You would wave at me and take photos of my friends and I while
we were playing games and painting faces on pebbles.
Remember when you always bring me to watch fireworks everywhere.
You would carry me higher than any kids out there,
and make me feel as though I was the closest to sky.
You would make me feel I could believe in anything.
Remember during the Great Singapore Sale,
you would bring me to Takashimaya,
and let me pick any toys I want,
and books I want,
and mom would make me try endless of cute little dresses in the dressing room,
and finally bought me a few.
Remember those times you brought me to a playground,
and you keep screaming at me coz I just stood there and refuse to go up the slides
or play with anyone.
and when someone pushed me and I fell,
you would run up to me and carry me away,
wiping my tears and telling that everything is going to be okay.
Those were the moments I miss the most.
Those were the best times I had with both of you.
Those were the most precious memories.
Those memories never fail to make me smile and yet I shed a tear or two
coz those moments dont happen anymore.
How I long we could all go out,
just the 3 of us,
hand in hand,
without any negativities,
without any care in the world,
without you reprimanding me.
Now that would be a perfect world wouldnt it be.

You had to grow old and tired
and I had to grow up.
I had to be an adult
and do things on my own.
I had to stand on my own two feet
and find joy and laughter my own way.

OneRepublic- Mercy
All I wanted to say
All I wanted to do
Is fall apart now
All I wanted to feel
I wanted to love
Its all my fault now
A Tragedy I fear

Angel of Mercy
How did you find me?
How did you pick me up again?
Angel of Mercy
How did you move me?
Why am I on my feet again?
And I see you


wouldn't it be nice to be a kid again.

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