Memories On Monday Morn.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Memories On Monday Morn....

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MEMORIES ON MONDAY MORN....
14 October 2019

Last night
I called my cousin
always a good conversation with her
she lives in the USA
no, sorry, beg you pardon?
no, indeed, she has no gout,

all three of her sons are also very healthy,
did I say three sons?
mine
and one from her
and…..one from Iréne too,
she is the most sensitive of the three of us
no, she is not family
a close friend
loved by both of us
she: sweet sensitive soul

jay!

we have one thing in common
three sons in succession
Iréne, Olivia and me
what a great deal we had

we are not from the same year
and we don't live close together,

But in the year 1979
that was in the Netherlands:
The Year Of The Child,
but how do you explain this now?
another story, though.

Aunt, sister-in-law and niece,
all three at once in a very blessed state
what do we have in common?
Yes, that was the year of The Child

when I write or say something
it is never fiction, but always real:
aunt, sister-in-law and niece
got one son each at one time,
Ruben on September 24
Ferdie on October 21 and
Ivan on November 10
yes those are the months that end with a "ber"
Ferdie is now temporarily in Thailand
Ruben lives and works in Indonesia
and Ivan was born in Venezuela,
but works in the TV world in Madrid,
sons of respectively
Sylvia, Rita and Monique,
we are proud of it,
we have something unique
we have blood ties,
and each one son of the same year,
we don't see each other often,
regularly

I now think:
in the year 1979
conception was at the same time
on three different continents,
Eropa, Indonesia and Venezuela,

We were in Indonesia that same month:
not agreed with each other,
so often we didn't call each other
Monique was visiting her uncle and aunt in Jakarta,
I visited my parents, also in Jakarta
and Rita, my sister-in-law, lives in Jakarta,
all at the same time in Jakarta

After my fellow student Erna had noticed:
Sylvia how beautiful, all three of you in one blessed state,
also the same blood band,
they waved you goodbye in July 1979,
Erna is a sweet friend too
she is very loved by my family.
In this year I made a tour through Indonesia with my family,
well to most Isles of Indonesia,
my husband, me and our two sons,
the third still to come,
I also remember: the gynaecologist had explicitly forbidden to fly,
if i wanted to,
was it on my own risk,
I had done it anyway,
I had promised my dear mother to visit her
and promised is promised, especially for your own mother
I see Rita with her family weaving to
my mother and our family
at Soekarno-Hatta airport in Jakarta

Oh memories
are the dearest to me in these things,
family-ties and true friends.

WHO has let it all go through?
Also with regard to all three boys born at the same time?
aunt, sister-in-law and niece, Sylvia, Rita and Monique
we together have something unique
all three are boys, really unique
with the conception at the same time
on three different continents:
West-Europe, South-East Asia and Venezuela,

My thoughts always go back to one point
this is again one biggest miracle
Yes, yes, it is certainly God's Great Miracle
the human is wise,
but God is wisest
always in His time

i thank God time and again
with all diligence and generosity
always by God's Will
and in His Time...


All Rights Reserved -©Sylvia Frances Chan
Monday Morn 14 October 2019
At 10.44 hrs A.M. Dutch Time

This is a translation of the poem Mijmeringen Op Maandag Morgen.... by Sylvia Frances Chan
Monday, October 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: god,life,love and life,miracle
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My thoughts always go back to one point
this is again one biggest miracle
Yes, yes, it is certainly God's Great Miracle
the human is wise,
but God is wisest
always in His time

i thank God time and again
with all diligence and generosity
always by God's Will
and in His Time...

All Rights Reserved -©Sylvia Frances Chan
Monday Morn 14 October 2019
At 10.44 hrs A.M. Dutch Time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 16 October 2019

Monday is special because we count this day first after Sunday. Having a good conversation with cousin on this day is of course memorable. Having sweet conversation we feel reality in life. Memories keep golden voice of hearts. Promise given to mother was fulfilled. This is an excellent thoughtful poem shared with much affection and love.10

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Edward Kofi Louis 16 October 2019

Sweet Sensitive Souls! ! ! Same blood band; Brand of love and life! To stand up for the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 15 October 2019

A wonderful and unique story, Sylvia. It was indeed a great coincidence for three women who are relatives and friends to have conceive in the same year and almost on the same month. A great miracle indeed. God makes it that way, probably to create a greater bond among you, all three women. An amazing memory you shared, Sylvia. Well crafted and conveyed. Loved reading it.

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Sylvia Frances Chan

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