sheets of 'dates' flew off the calendar...
there isn't much flips before the number appears...
We use to count the days of merry-making and call it a wink of an eye...
the days of the dreaded working and slogging a cold long winter...
but we know it in our hearts that,
without numbering,
we couldn't count...
the height of plants remains...
people stay short as elfins..
numbering brings progress,
like the countdowns of the launching of a rocket...
without it there won't be men in the moon...
without it, there will not the a sign of the first breathe of life,
nor there the last of it...
so numbering has a lifespan's worth as a matter a fact...
1 comment:
it's almost the time u gonna leave msia..that's so sad=(..and we didnt meet up in this cny!!
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