Was that real? Was it a dream? That special feeling Defied description. The earth stood still Heaven poured down its blessings And all living things joined us Celebrating that perfect moment. I quivered for joy I trembled with fear Lest it...

Baby don’t cry, Mommy will hold you time. The worse is gone, The worse may still come. We’ll get by, you and I.

To be or not to be, That’s not the question. For what we live and die, That’s the real test. You rise to the occasion, To answer the call of a nation. Your life a living sacrifice and Death will be your finest hour. In a supreme act of courage,...

I could have come and gone Like a cloud far above the ground, But I would rather be a river flowing With a thousand years of tears. Suddenly they are gone and never Will they see cherry blossoms again. When there is nothing left, Hope, love and...

Starting over Shovel by shovel Bring back the memories Bring back the dreams Rebuild my sweet home!

The cherry trees are budding Their blossoms will be falling When the swallows return Will they find their homes?

The ocean has a thousand voices Its roar makes the mountain shake Its groaning moves the earth to tears Its whisper brings back sweet memories Its symphony in the dark stirs my soul I bow in awe and worship my God

The night is here, the end is near My body aches and cries for rest Still I toil with sweat and tears Till I breathe my very last breath. The field is ripe for harvest, But where have the workers gone? It has been a long hard day, I did it His...

Who Am I? My name is written on the sand— Am I a sandman? My name is written on the sky— Am I a raindrop From the cloud above? My name is written on the sea— Am I a ripple Of the mighty ocean That kisses the rocks into sand? (This is meant to...

The burden of time Gets heavier With each step uphill. I need to go home To my tiny home In this foreign land. I want to go home, But where is my home-home, To which my heart belongs? I must climb the hill, Against the gravity of Age and sorrows – A thousand sad...

For my brother, David Chi-Hsian Wong. I. He is a cancer man One foot in the grave and One foot in Neverland Defiant to the end. Looking ahead Beyond the ocean With a twinkle In his eyes. He has cheated death Once, twice, or thrice He can play...

  Moss covers the cobblestone A rusty gate half open All is quiet in the garden Except for the cricket chirping The courtyard is strewn with leaves No one has entered the gate Except curious onlookers Wondering about its past history Weeds have over-grown The...