Sylvia Frances Chan

Sylvia Frances Chan (Jakarta, Indonesia)

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Grow Old With You? - Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Grow old with you?
Come on, sit down on my knees
I'll tell you about the butterflies and the bees
Now I am still young forever
Grow old with you? That never!

Don't pick off my very youth
seek among the olds your truth
Come on old man, sit next to me, don't go to the south
sit next to me, not on my knees, I'll kiss you on the mouth

Don't tell that you're my lover
Don't tell that I am your friend
Don't tell that you're a glover
because what we are doing is a trend

Grow old with you? That never!
Don't pick off my very youth ever
love is: easy comes and easy flows
it often comes, a minute stay and always goes

Come on old man, sit next to me, don't go to the south
sit next to me, not on my knees, I'll kiss you on the mouth
I easy come and I easy go
you often came, you stayed and you won't go
then my heart was sad with sorrow
please come, only for today, but not till tomorrow

©Sylvia Frances Chan
copyright Tue Sep 20 - 2011 at 0.18 hrs -
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Sylvia Frances Chan

Topic(s) of this poem: alienation

Form: Rhyme Royal or Rime Royale

Poems by Sylvia Frances Chan : 16 / 59

This is not to a person personally, but in general as it goes with friends, best friends, lovers or 'haters', though I am an Evangelist, but in the FIRST place I am a Poetess in heart, mind and soul, who has a very close connection to God, but this belongs to life too. We many never forget how the old people are being treated, oftentimes without respect or love, so we must pay more attention to this forgotten group. As I know best that I or you will belong to this group too, in the future. Future times bring us not only more wisdom, bad and good experiences, but also being older in age. Thank you for reading and and understanding the content. With the very best wishes, Sylvia FC

Pintu Mahakul (6/8/2017 2:34:00 AM)

Butterflies and the bees have much importance in our societies and nature. Poets and philosophers ever get attraction towards butterflies and flowers. Natural attraction is very common for us. There is love that grows very silently. Easily love appeaser and in old age even touches tender mind. A poet growing older in wisdom with heart and mind and spirit proceeds ahead to meet God in silence catching his vibrations. Present day is very important. Tomorrow may be late. So dear soul, grow older towards God. An interesting and deeply penned poem is shared here.10 (Report) Reply
Siddartha Montik (4/29/2017 9:09:00 AM)

Titlke! ! Grow with me.. excellec\nt as a Deserved Advise! ! Thanks 10++ (Report) Reply

Sylvia Frances Chan (5/4/2017 2:29:00 AM)
Thank you so much for your respectable Vote of TEN (10) .Thank you so much for reading.GBU with great Abundance.
Donward Bughaw (5/29/2016 8:04:00 AM)

wow..love is: easy comes and easy flows...I like it madaam (Report) Reply

Sylvia Frances Chan (5/4/2017 2:36:00 AM)
Thank you for reading my poem, Donward. WOW! Great surprise to see you here on PH, I THOUGHT you were glued on the seat of FACEbook, haha, I am surprised to see you here commenting my poem. Excellently done, Donward! Yes, LOVE: is east comes and easy flows. Thank you that you like that. Once again thank you for coming and reading my poem, Donward.