Verses Poem by john tiong chunghoo

verses are the foam and bubbles
oozing forth hot kettle ever ready
to meet fragrant tea and coffee
to colour the taste of our lives
they are the echoes of caves where
sweats drip a million years to build up
palaces of white crystals for the fairies
they are quiet meditative chants at the hall
where silence is loud to soothe the heart and mind
where every shuffle is respectfully listened
and every disobedient mind fought with
an unwavering heart quiet as a one-tonne bell
at the steeple waiting to be struck
they are the overjoyed doggies prancing and gamboling
as the master's car hum home sweet home in the distance
they are the flight that takes home children from overseas
as father and mother wait in all eagerness to see the changes
these children have undergone good or bad