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My special month.
With that one special day.
Except for December,
January shines bright for me.

We all have a favourite month.
Mine is January.
January, the month of my birthday.
A year older, a day I celebrate.

That day chosen for me.
The time set to the exact second.
My name not yet given.
Yet by name I was called.

Come January I claim as mine.
On one particular day I rejoice.
The day of my birth, a gift.
God’s gift…my life.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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