I am starring at the computer… Trying to figure out something to write…***
The Red Bag With Beads
The red bag in front of me was gotten from a wedding dinner I attended.
It used to contain chocolates.
But now they are filled with beads.
Hanging in front of it are two ribbons, two leaves and two roses.
Pink, Golden, Green, Red
Each bead was gotten from my sister, mum, anyone.
Each one of them contains a memory.
A memory of the four flavours.
Sweet, Sour, Salty, Bitter.
Oh, there is one more which I forgot to add, Love.
Whenever I look at them the memories return to me.
And unknowingly a tear rolls down my cheek.
Love is something which is actually very powerful
But only those who have never experience it not know it.
I had once decided to stop filling up this bag
Because I felt that my life was meaningless.
Yet, right now, sitting in front of me is a bag full of beads.
And another tear roll down my cheek.
As I close my eyes,
I thank those who had given me the courage to fill up the bag once more
With Love, Care, Concern
With my eyes closed.
I thank those who had always been around me supporting me
I fill Blessed.
Because I know that there are still others who Love and Care for others.
Copywritten!!
(C) Daphne Yeo
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P.s: Yes, the bag is real and it is in front of me...
