Spending Time At Home. Poem by SY Wong ...
Spending Time At Home.
Home, home, home
I love to be at home
I find peace sitting comfortably on my favourite chair.
My peace is waving a beckoning.
I feel like eating all the time.
God inspired my husband to buy a sixty-five.
Still, I can watch the world goes by.
At times I prepare some fevo foods, the way I like.
At times I talk, like a child.
I love my home.
As homely as a pig!
I know I need to exercise.
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