Today Is the Tomorrow I was Taking about Yesterday.
Today marks the 50th annniversary of the NPCC.
Students say they like me better in uniform,
As a cadet in the past and in the present an Officer,
Adjutent to OC. Rifles & pistols being my favourite,
Never ending camps from then til now. Trained first aider,
and still a range officer. Have you seen a gun
someone asked me once. Trophies Ive won in competitions for
officers. Its been 2 years since the last. Time passes,
responsibilities changes, age catches up, been there done
that, now its time to pass on to the freshmen who joined.
No more camps in Ubin, no more sleeping in safari beds under
moonlight. No more muster parades, range duties, orienteering,
high elements nor hikes. Its time for me pass out with my 2nd
batch of cadets. That marks the end of 8 years as an officer.
The future will not see me as the woman in blue again.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Today
Rainy morning but responsibilities still continue
Missed my hero who was always in waiting for me
The day passed with the usual routines
Evening came and united I was with my hero
Nostalgic feel but only to last a couple of hours
Familiar faces, friends they were,sometime it has been
irony of all, Mexican it was, started with 7 and 2 added later
Had a night full of humour and laughter, memories of days together
You are troubled by something blurted the one opposite me
Brushed it away sighting work and lack of sleep as the culprit
Few glasses of margaritas, good it was to the bleeding heart
You're lying to me, I know you better, what is it,u can tel me
What am I to tell if I myself am pondering still, thanks to the
margaritas, this high feel is what I need. Kissed my hero goodbye
we shared many moments together and he holds many memories
Im off to my slumber, tempted to push the buttons but if a man
is into you, he'll know how to get you I was reminded. Today
is over, tomorrow shall come, nothing much of a change but
its still a new day!
Missed my hero who was always in waiting for me
The day passed with the usual routines
Evening came and united I was with my hero
Nostalgic feel but only to last a couple of hours
Familiar faces, friends they were,sometime it has been
irony of all, Mexican it was, started with 7 and 2 added later
Had a night full of humour and laughter, memories of days together
You are troubled by something blurted the one opposite me
Brushed it away sighting work and lack of sleep as the culprit
Few glasses of margaritas, good it was to the bleeding heart
You're lying to me, I know you better, what is it,u can tel me
What am I to tell if I myself am pondering still, thanks to the
margaritas, this high feel is what I need. Kissed my hero goodbye
we shared many moments together and he holds many memories
Im off to my slumber, tempted to push the buttons but if a man
is into you, he'll know how to get you I was reminded. Today
is over, tomorrow shall come, nothing much of a change but
its still a new day!
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