Loke Kok yee


Class Of Sixty Four- Reunion - Poem by Loke Kok yee

A tear fell when it's time to part,
A tear fell when you had to go.
Fifty years apart, in one night we trust,
Rekindled flames will brightly glow.

Balding heads and tummy wide,
With glasses looking bold.
Missing teeth and hair quite white,
What a sight to behold.

But Oh! what luck and Oh! what joy,
Our gracious ladies ne'er grow old.
In the years to come we'll meet again,
Even though crutches we need to hold.

Class of sixty four, always in the fore,
Values we'll never forego.
In friendship strong we'll all hold ranks,
While others break and go.

Topic(s) of this poem: friendship


Comments about Class Of Sixty Four- Reunion by Loke Kok yee

  • Bri Edwards (6/19/2016 10:21:00 PM)


    i thought the title looked familiar! ;) (Report) Reply

    (6/20/2016 1:05:00 AM)

    you mean that we are both from the same year?
    a lot of things are falling in place!

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  • Bri Edwards (11/21/2015 7:51:00 PM)


    high school or college/university? ? 1964 or 1864? ? ? i was h.s.1966! since moving across the U.S. from home state of New York, i've missed the first reunion (every 5 years) since high school and plan to miss the next one as well. there is email, phone, and post card, though i can't grab the gals the same way those ways!

    Reunion Tears

    My reunion tears fell not, , , , , , till I was out the door,
    when the bartender called 'STOP! ' I said 'what for? '.
    She said here's your total; it was NOT an 'open bar'!
    I tried to get away in a hurry, but I didn't get very far.

    I hopped in my Jag, but a lot attendant blocked me.
    He said 'STOP! Did you think parking here is free? '
    I opened my window and quickly tossed him fifty.
    He said 'Gee, thanks, sir. And I think your car is nifty.'

    So I 'dodged one bullet', but the bartender was quick.
    She caught up to me and banged on my car with a stick.
    Now I was pissed, but I'd attracted many onlookers;
    some were classmates and some neighborhood hookers.

    I screamed at the bartender but she screamed right back.
    'It's 50 for your drinks and 20.... for your fancy bar snack! '
    Now some classmates approached. They said 'calm down Bri.
    Don't tangle with HER! Last reunion she punched Bill in his eye! '

    So i said 'thanks guys', and I tossed her a 'Ben Franklin', and fled.
    She backed off and I peeled out, and there's no more to be said.


    Thanks for the memories! they came flooding back. bri :)

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  • Melvina Germain (10/24/2015 10:17:00 PM)


    Sometimes it's a shock when you can say we're the old folks now beautifully pennes, a truth print..10. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Sebastian (10/12/2015 10:16:00 AM)


    What a beautiful poem of the meet of class sixty four..If you writing about the recent gathering of Johanians organized by Mah Weng Kwai, which I regretably had to miss, your poem stired within me feelings of what great friendship we have among us and to remember those days.... Thank you dear friend! (Report) Reply

    (10/13/2015 2:26:00 AM)

    My pleasure sir, I'm a Georgian from Taiping.

  • Akhtar Jawad (9/22/2015 4:05:00 AM)


    Amazing, the readers when start thinking of their own like incidents, it's really amazing. (Report) Reply

    (9/22/2015 8:35:00 AM)

    Your encouragement is invaluable to me,
    Thank you for taking the time to read my poem

  • Valsa George (9/16/2015 10:59:00 AM)


    OMG.....! I was wondering how you could translate my excitement and wonder at our first reunion of a class of sixty
    after thirty years! How changed everyone looked! Some were far beyond recognition! What wild excitement we felt to have united with our one time friends! We too took a resolve that we would be meeting every year. After a day's sharing and enjoyment, we also parted in tears! Thanks for bringing alive once more those sweet memories!
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    (9/17/2015 7:42:00 AM)

    The pleasure is all mine.
    Nice to know that my effort is bringing alive sweet memories
    to you. Thank you for taking the the time to read my poem.

  • Kelly Kurt (9/13/2015 1:20:00 PM)


    A wonderful, touching poem, Loke Kok Yee. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

    (9/14/2015 2:13:00 AM)

    Thank you for your kind words, I'm new in the business and
    your encouragement will keep me going. thanks again Kelly.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2016


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