From morning to evening – a poetic journal entry (7 September 2023)

Early in the morning I took a walk
To the highest storey where I could view
The sunrise that’s hidden behind grey clouds,
While the cool mist enshrouded the hills.

After my lunch shift, I cycled to Alexandra
To visit the flora and fauna
In the woodland that they call home;
Mysteries still undiscovered in this biome.

Towards evening, I went on my way to Jurong
Where urban folks shared their stories.
From age to age this island has been changing;
Be it better or worse, we create our destinies.

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