Forever Young.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Your voice is like music to my ears
your whisper is like the soften breeze
you may wander daily anywhere, but never freeze
I remain still healthy even though you'll sneeze

I don´t get caught a cold easily
since you oft support me with bumble-bee honey
I am now amidst thousandfold cold
I never get sick even though´m growing old

as years passed by many milliard miles
pay attention to nature around thee
the surrounds turn old very old whilst
thou and I not, due to consuming
thy body bumble-bee honey

thou support me as much as thou canst
I have glee such as our beloved mums
both have pleasure on their heaven´s spot
thou playeth and study whilst I converse to God

then I will travel again in search of new manna
and bread to feed our mind and soul
based upon ora et labora our beings`whole
thou art mine and I am thine, I wanna

remember thou sayth whilst we playeth
con amore forever more
thou in mine and I´m in thine
in our own surrounds, I feel fine

thou art God´s child so mild
thou stays calm on rivers wild
I pray every day in myriad ways
Oh Lord, keep mine heart pure

your voice is like music to my ears
your whisper is like the tender breeze
imagine why I never freeze
you refreshened the day before it seized

you feed me with strawberry and love´ssweet
honeybee in a bumble-bee Dome
but despite so many miles from Rome
you cirkeled me with the loveliest flowers
baby, sweet pea of mine,
your quality never lowers during high time….


Card sent by Dr. Subhendu Karr


© Sylvia Frances Chan
Copyright Protected

Early morn-AD.the 12th of December 2017
@ 5.25 hrs A.M. West-European Time-
Code Red not unfrozen yet