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Leong Min Sing Jun 2020
No bird soars with her own wings,
Is soaring too high a swing.

Be just like a flamingo
stands up straight and tall.
Be upright and righteous .
Stay Pink with health.

Preen in the righteous way.
Stay beautiful by living in good spirit.

Flock Together as family,
Work for the community.
Stay close to the Living Water
"No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings." By William Blake
Leong Min Sing Jun 2020
From below looking at the bridge.
the bridge of yesterday is reached.

Hanging over the Ulu Pandan water flows.
Sky-blue and streaked with high clouds.
Calmly and peacefully the bridge shows.

Nothing is perpetual.
This place is my childhood soul.
That moment of childhood cheers.
Come and go like fear,
and sadness like tear.

Note what progress has thrown.
Note what current has hold.
Note what the future will unfold.

The "Upstream (Ulu)
wild screwpine trees" (Pandan)
of yesterday is long lost.

Only the green of the banks
Remind us of its glorious past.
Leong Min Sing Jun 2020
On many journeys we have rushed.
Announced my presence in the forests,
and collected much road dust.

Thank you for your faithfulness ,
and your trustworthiness ,
for helping me all these few months.

Thank you for accompanying me
across all forests and reservoir reserves.
To the East like Ubin island, Changi, East coast; To North like the wet land and Sembawang beach;
To the West like Tuas, Jurong and West coast
To the Central like Bukit Timah, and Clementi
To the South like fort canning and Mount Faber

Your are worn and torn...
You have felt all the sensation
of these journey,
the sharp stones,
wet ground,
the dead snakes
and
the heat of the tar road .

You have accompanied me.
You have done what you can.

Time for you to rest now.
Now, my broken shoes,
Today I say goodbye.

My broken shoes,
Thank you for caring
the few weary months.

— The End —