Sylvia Frances Chan

Jakarta, Indonesia
Sylvia Frances Chan
Jakarta, Indonesia
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Reflections This Easter Week

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perhaps too naive,
but i just love light
as a child i was oft afraid of the dark,
the real reason?
our servants
told us as kids every night before bedtime,
stories about the creeps,
actually terrifying,
but as a child you only thought it was scary,
there was always light in my nursery,

my mother took care of that,
now she's gone
she was my light,
she left our tight family
and went to God's home,
to His Light,

since then
God gave me The Light,
He IS my Light,

i walk in this light and enjoy His light ever since,
i feel deeply connected to God and to my beloved mother


Post narration:
although it has been a long time,
i'm still tinged with grief,
my beloved mother died
three days after EasterDay
i respect humbly God's way.

© Sylvia Frances Chan
Reflections this Easter week
2021
Reflections This Easter Week
Tuesday, March 30, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: God,Reflections
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Post narration: although it has been a long time, i'm still tinged with grief, my beloved mother died three days after EasterDay i respect humbly God's way. © Sylvia Frances Chan Reflections this Easter week 2021 A Google.Picture
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Solomon Terlumun Tule 30 March 2021
This poem is well narrated and will certainly arouse the emotions of one who consciously and carefully read it. So nice!
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Sylvia Frances Chan 30 March 2021
although it has been a long time, i'm still tinged with grief, my beloved mother died three days after EasterDay i respect humbly God's way
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