A beautiful place is the little town I live.
The quiet streets are lines by tall trees.
Flowers are everywhere, and shrubs of every kind
in colours of every hues adorn the gardens of every home .

Here you can find markets , supermarkets and so many shops
Lots of schools , churches and beaches too .
There are parks for recreation and relaxation
Roads lead everywhere you wish to go .

Parents often bring their children for a walk
In the evening when warm days become cool
Childrens laughter , adults voices ring out in the even breeze .
Some young people in their shorts and T shirts jog
Along the paths looking all healthy and stout .

Sunday mornings, churches ring their bells.
They sound so loud and clear ; you hear them miles away.
Church goers in their Sunday best make holy the Lords day.
Their souls they attend to ; not just on Sunday
But every day of the week of the year .

This is a place of peace and tranquillity
A place of contented people living a simple life.
Where the laws of the Lord are kept and respected
Where every race mingle in harmony.
Where food is not lacking unless your labour is wanting.


On a clear day, you can see the mountains,
Rise high above the landscape
Their peak , touching the clouds in a haze of blue .
Some days when you dont see the peak .
As white clouds obscure it from view .
Only on fine days does it make itself reveal .


Far away from this town lie streams and waterfalls.
Where holiday makers roam and wander
To rest their minds and hearts and bodies .
Some love to dip their bodies in its refreshing deep.
Animals , small or big frequent the water side too.
To drink , to bathe and to wash away
The dirt and mould of the wild , wild land they roam.

This town , my hometown , my heaven on earth !



By Agatha Lai