the little malay boy.

today i saw a little malay boy.
he was adorable, small, and wore a songkok.
he had fallen asleep in the train,
i think he'd probably missed his stop.

some people tried to wake him up,
but no, he still continued sleeping.
finally, he got up. i was sure he would,
espcially after all that shaking.

shabs and i looked at him loads of times,
wondering if he'd fall asleep again.
well, he did, it wasnt much of a surprise,
cos his eyes were so droopy and he looked so drained.

after a while, he finally awoke.
his small little stature limped to the door.
he looked so cute, shabs laughed so much,
that it seemed as if he was gonna roll all over the floor.

and that,
was the little malay boy.



drea joan