smaller, shorter <br />these childhood lanes <br />the familiar scenes still vivid <br />the kites, the marbles, the games.. <br />oh! this longing to see childhood friends <br /> <br />my feet pain and my <br />mid-age heart nearly leaps <br />out as i climb this great wall <br />the laughters i hear echo <br />in the hills like the cries of builders<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tanka-splendour/
