crossroads
A little moment in time...
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crosssroads
my hand on your soft little one,
i hope i am not griping too hard
but i must hold on.
we are at the corner of Coleman and Hill
waiting for the lights to turn green.
you, my dear daughter
standing quietly by my side,
the big trucks and cars
all impatiently rushing by.
a ragged doll on your other hand,
on your back, your little backpack
with crayons and a colouring book,
a water bottle, some small towels.
you said you would like to carry it yourself
like how dad had always carried
a lot of things.
You are the light of the lamps,
the light in everyone's eyes.
the light of the stars above,
and now it shines in your eyes
the green man of the traffic lights
as we cross the road
in sure measured steps
on the long journey home.
06/05/2025
**********
"so my dad tags along for he is stocky
and muscular so no one would want
to mess with me or the tank,"
- dsnake1, Lavender Street, early 60's
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2025
crosssroads
my hand on your soft little one,
i hope i am not griping too hard
but i must hold on.
we are at the corner of Coleman and Hill
waiting for the lights to turn green.
you, my dear daughter
standing quietly by my side,
the big trucks and cars
all impatiently rushing by.
a ragged doll on your other hand,
on your back, your little backpack
with crayons and a colouring book,
a water bottle, some small towels.
you said you would like to carry it yourself
like how dad had always carried
a lot of things.
You are the light of the lamps,
the light in everyone's eyes.
the light of the stars above,
and now it shines in your eyes
the green man of the traffic lights
as we cross the road
in sure measured steps
on the long journey home.
06/05/2025
**********
"so my dad tags along for he is stocky
and muscular so no one would want
to mess with me or the tank,"
- dsnake1, Lavender Street, early 60's
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2025
posted by dsnake1 at 10:30 PM
18 Comments:
A poem filled with love....Gorgeous !!
Thank you, Rall. It was a joy to write this poem. :)
I love the tenderness, and all the details of everyday reality to which I'm sure we can all relate. A most endearing poem.
very nice poem...
Beautifully and sensitively written!
You set a compelling mood for the art and the poem that is mysterious and caring.
Rosemary,
Thank you!
I remembered that moment well. Suddenly the world was just about us.
That's why i paired it with another almost similar poem. :)
NandiniDeka,
Thank you for visiting. :)
Nicholas,
Thank you! :)
Penelope,
Thank you!
Little girls idolize their daddies. And the little ones are precious. COVID took away my word but your descriptions are strong visually. Thank you, enjoyable to read.
Thank you, Jim.
I guess that's what daddies around the world are for, protecting their little girls. :)
This is so sweet. It's not in the classic form, but it's an ode to fathers and fatherly love!
Thank you, Priscilla.
No, it's not written in the classic form. I just want to relive that moment. :)
This is so filled with love.
Thank you, Sara! :)
Your poem is so sweet, so incredibly intimate, lucky little one I think. I know.
Helen, Thank you!
It was a delight to write the poem, as i recalls those tender moments from so long ago.. :)
Beautiful blog
Thank you, Rajani. :)
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