Wednesday, December 21, 2005

brown paper packages

I love the smell of sun on bedsheets. I love catching sight of a bird in a bush, the sound of a mynah's chirping first thing in the morning.

I love watching my parents laugh. I love holding your hand. I love watching people take care of other people, watching your children push you in the wheelchair.

I like being pampered when I'm sick, when you pet my arm and say, "Poor thing!" I like hot soup, porridge and kang kong, salty steamed fish cake and stir-fried pork ribs.

I like hearing you talk.

1 comment:

  1. I like the song too...

    Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
    Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
    Brown paper packages tied up with string,
    These are a few of my favorite things.

    Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudel,
    Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
    Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,
    These are a few of my favorite things.

    Girls in white dresses and blue satin sashes,
    Snow-flakes that stay on my nose and eye-lashes,
    Silver white winters that melt into spring,
    These are a few of my favorite things.

    When the dog bites,
    When the bee stings,
    When I'm feeling sad,
    I simply remember my favorite things,
    And then I don't feel, so bad.

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