My Anchor

as with tradition, here's a poem i wrote for hub's birthday this year.

My Anchor

There's an annual exercise
That forces me to strain my brain
To conjure a birthday special for you
And it's that time of the year again

Dabbling with words is my only skill
The one thing tonnes of money can't buy
It's on this linguistic platform
That heavily I rely

So I sit and sip my iced Milo for inspiration
Waiting for my creativity to spark
But try and try and try as I might
I'm getting nowhere with my rotten luck

I scribble some mushy rhyming couplets
Somehow they don't sound quite right
Abandon thoughts of giving up
'Cos I refuse to go down without a fight

Seconds then minutes tick by
I'm getting pretty infuriated
Miffed that my thoughts aren't flowing as planned
There's no doubt I'm utterly frustrated.

I get up to walk about
A change of pace some good it'll do
Slowly ideas and words take shape
A simple message that I have for you

This is the day you turn 34
Take stock of all you've achieved
So step back to survey your life
Quite a mean feat, what you've accomplished

There'll always be cravings of desire
Peaks you aim to bravely scale
Comparisons made to worthy peers
In which sometimes you may pale

But there's more to life than status
Physical possessions and materialistic wealth
Other elements often left in gross neglect:
Family, Love, Faith and Health.

Let go of cankerous old grudges
Let ancient wounds heal themselves
Leave Hatred and Negativity where they deserve
Right up on the dusty shelves

And if ever in the darkest of moments
Should the light fail and you lose your way
Always remember the girls and I will be there for you
Come what may

We love you for who you are
You are our rock, our pillar of strength
The mighty anchor in life's choppy waters
And for us I know you'll travel any length

Finally, my sincere wish for you this year:
Peace of heart, mind and soul
Happy Birthday my dearest love
Smile, you're 34 years old.

Teo Yuan Ching
25 March 2007

Copyright © 2007 Teo Yuan Ching