The memory I would freeze would be of my family.
It was the weekend, everyone was there happily.
The TV was playing, it was something I had seen.
The adults were playing mahjong, the game will prolong,
With the tiles and cheers, it is a blessing for the new year.
The kids were playing Monopoly, it is a bunch of baloney.
Everyone's buying properties and commodities regardless of geography.
Some players will go broke, it is nothing but a joke.
Then came dinner, it is food we are unfamiliar with.
Mothers and wives, they are happy we dived.
The food was plenty, it was tempting.
The plate will be empty, the food in my belly.
We had fun one last time, just before bedtime.
We called it a day, our fun was on display.
It is a memory I would freeze, just my family and me.
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Love in the Eyes of Death
General FictionAn anthology of different stories. These stories all involve love in life-and-death situations. And these stories are a reflection of how ordinary people will do what they have to do to protect the ones they love during extraordinary moments.
