Monsoon rains drum the tin roof
Turning Singapore lawn into muddy mire
Dad playing chess with brother Andy
on the cool covered veranda
Grooming him for life as a man.
I arrange my plastic army to conquer Tibby, the sleeping cat.
Later, I will read my books with
Watercolor pictures of English scenes
Enid Blyton and Rudyard Kipling
will fill my dreams tonight.
Mum writes her weekly letter home
thin blue airmail paper, elegant hand
a faithful thread to a place that we are from
family, home, slow paced and considered.
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