Bringing back the old sun

May be we have wife’s carbuncular
Diamond polished bright and shiny
By morning sun rays from our past.

May be we sit as hoi polloi on tram
Let city lights arrogantly whizz past,
On two holed honkies by the driver.

May be fish still writh in water tanks
And water snakes ,fated to be eaten
In Wanchai street, from our life past.

(recalling our Hong Kong days ,while reading a poem titled “May be” by Tammy Ho Lai-Ming)

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