Sleeping
My ah Ma is sleeping
Deep a breath smells her skin
The cats are howling in the streets
The bright lights of happy days
Sleep with Ah Ma.
They tried to make her smile
Failing which, they gave a peral
For to send her up in life
Riches untold after.
My Ah Ma is sleeping
It won't be soon before I too sleep
But now,
I'm content with dreams of day.

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