This is a poem, but I'm no poet.
My happiness is built on sand.
It is easily swept away by wave and drowned, but to build it again and again need no hardwork.
My love is made of marmelade jam, sweet-sour-bitter taste it is, not a fancy of every child.
My heart is solid rock, strong and powerful yet expensive.
But my life is merely mine, for The Lord has the whole me......
(a poem I wrote in the middle of the night, Nov 20, 2010)
Shasa Sigit
