Sonnet of Jane

By De Ming

It was six in the evening,

Right after a weekly church meeting,

I smiled at the people with my right hand waving,

For my Mom was impatient and it was time I was leaving.

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A friend called me to halt and hugged me that day,

It was an awkward moment as I groped for something to say,

My brain was exhausted from thinking, yet my lips were silent,

So I stood there and held her like iron.

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I stared at her for one last time,

Trying my best to remember that face,

For I knew that this great friend of mine,

Shall disappear from my life, leaving hardly a trace.

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I wished I had spent more time with her,

And oh, how I wish I could tell her,

That all I ever hoped for was to be closer.

Yet in truth I was already attached to her.

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I hope to once again to see that smile,

I hope to chat with her just a while,

Yet hope as I may,

My dear friend just could not stay.

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And now Malaysia shall be a colder place,

For it now misses her laughter,

And now Malaysia shall lose yet another wonderful face,

As she stepped out of those man made border.

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The lives of many shall never be the same,

For the people cry out for a girl named Jane,

For once they were touched,

Forever they will change.

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As I end this sonnet of mine,

I would like to say just one last time,

Remember this tall and noisy friend,

As you begin life on Australian land.

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Sincerely by Mr. Gan

Sonnet 18

By De Ming

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade

Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou growest:

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

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“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”

“Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it”

“Love of beauty is Taste. The creation of beauty is Art.”

“For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.”

“It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.”

“The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart.”