Spring is full of life
Summer is radiantly warm
Autumn feels refreshing
Winter is serene
Time disappears
Seasons pass
Come late or early
Nothing can stop them
Each shines in its own existence
In them we enjoy
In rags or brocade
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
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Spring is full of life Summer is radiantly warm Autumn feels refreshing Winter is serene Time disappears Seasons pass Come late or early Nothing can stop them Each shines in its own existence In them we enjoy In rags or brocade I welcome constructive but not rude comments.
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AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |