A
beautiful place is the little town I live.
The quiet streets are lined by tall trees.
Flowers are everywhere, and shrubs of every kind
In colours of every hue adorns the garden of every home .
Here you can find markets, supermarkets and shops ;
Lots
of schools , churches and beaches too .
There are parks for recreation and relaxation, and
Roads lead everywhere you wish to go; to explore .
Parents often bring their children for a walk
In the evening , when warm days become cool .
Children's laughters , adults' voices ring out loud .
Some youngsters in their shorts and T shirts jog
Along the paths, looking all healthy and stout .
Sunday mornings, churches ring their bells..
Shrill and clear ; you hear them miles away.
Church- goers, in their Sunday best, make holy the Lord's day.
Their souls they attend to ; not just on Sundays
But every day of the week of their life.
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 mingles 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 don't 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 or trek , to
Rest their minds and hearts ;a total relaxation !
Some love to dip their bodies in the 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 !
Agatha Lai
