In Appel-Scha.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

In Appel-Scha....

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In Appel-Scha....
(from a rabbit Mom and her children in the dunes in Appel-Scha)

on a soft green moss
somewhere in my country

I saw two rabbits perky together
too currant rabbit-berries in the sand
so true! In my land

then they go out with their mask on by bus

they order sweets and more and the rest, plus

chocolate candies and all sweet
that is definitely not good, no need

they are mothers
they buy the goods
just like the others

for their darlings at home
they can eat as much as they want for the tv,

but those candies are bad for their teeth
these mothers know as the best
but they are not doing good deeds
feeding children with sweets

these children should eat green vegetables
potatoes, rice or barley and little bit meat
just like the new rules after corona time
do you remember that?

or else read the poem
FEAR OF ADAPTING by Sylvia Frances Chan
You know the Dutch Poetess from Netherland

there are the rules and laws of this new dimension
during corona-virus tension

every night before bed,
toothbrushing
shower, and the rest

what is the rest?
For this rest, I never regret
shower with nice fragrant juicy shower gel
in this corona time's new dimension,
always clean clothes and clean underwear
that does us all very well,

bye children sleep well,
tomorrow your mother comes with the alarm clock again
again the same rituals and the refrain
before going to school first all the rituals
as you have learned from your equals

wash hands with disinfectants
toothbrushing,
showering
and then wearing clean clothes,
also clean socks and clean underwear,

greetings to your school teacher, my rascal,
now my story... really finished, all

P.S.new poem-story from a telling Mom
she and her children in the dunes in Appelscha (village in NL)


© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Saturday, June 13,2020

This is a translation of the poem In Appelscha.... by Sylvia Frances Chan
Saturday, June 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
bye children sleep well,
tomorrow your mother comes with the alarm clock again
again the same rituals and the refrain
before going to school and all the rituals
as you have learned from your equals

wash hands with disinfectants
toothbrushing,
showering
and then wear clean clothes
also clean socks and clean underwear,

greetings to the school teacher my rascal,
now my story... really finished, all


new poem-story from a telling rabbit Mom
she and her children in the dunes inAppelscha (village in NL)


© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Saturday, June 13,2020
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 13 June 2020

Telling mom is telling very interesting and beautiful story poem. All should shower nice fragrance. Mother will come tomorrow with alarm to alert the students. This poem is excellently narrated with effective expression. Children should wear clean clothes always. Thank you very much for sharing this poem. chocolate candies and all sweet that is definitely not good, no need

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Bernard F. Asuncion 13 June 2020

A well inked wonderful poem.....10+++

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