I have listened to lovers planning tomorrow.
I have shared long silences with the elderly, who came not to speak, but to remember.
Every morning I watched hurried footsteps on their way to work.
Every evening I welcomed tired souls on their journey home.
Some who rested here are no longer among us.
Yet beneath these trees, their conversations still echo.
Sunset, flowers and butterflies are your favourite things. They are my favourite too. So are you. Reply: I just saw this ____ and thank you so much. You mean so much to me too
"When I was young, I thought my father was foolish. It took me years to understand what kind of man he really was." I do not remember the day my father found me. Everything I know about that day was told to me later. I was born with
On my walk home, this pink Pentas caught my eye. It welcomed the morning light with open blooms and visiting butterflies. I paused to enjoy its simple beauty. Then I thought of my wife, who has always loved pink.
I am looking for at least 30 Filipinos living in Singapore to be featured as contributing authors in a new book. Every person has a story. Why did you come to Singapore? What has life been like here? What do you love most? What has challenged you? Has Singapore changed
