In a cosy corner of a Thai restaurant, we were seated at a booth in the back during a lunch date a little later than when people usually eat. Between our conversations about the food, there were talks about memories of friendship and war, talks of work and leisure, and of growing old. I wasContinueContinue reading “Growing Old”
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Keychain
My travel companion and I Are joined at the hip – A pocket-sized friend Who follows me to The ends of the earth. Exciting adventures lined my calendar; From alleyways of spice, To dark rooms with bright windows Peering into Singapore and Japan. Those were the days I could laugh with you And love you.ContinueContinue reading “Keychain”