A Poet, A Poem, A Song, A Songstress

For the next few days, my living room will be a little bit more colorful, because I have a pretty floral basket sitting in one corner.

I had been selected as one of the 10 finalists of the recent Gurney Plaza Love Poem contest, and we each had to present our poems on stage yesterday.  I chose to sing my poem…well, part of it anyway.

At the end of it all…

I didn’t win the 0.3 carat GIA certified diamond.

I didn’t win the 3D2N stay at a posh hotel, nor did I win any of the dining vouchers.

I didn’t win the grand prize or the 2nd or 3rd prize.

I only won the consolation prize.

…which saw me walking away with 2 bottles of Davidoff perfume, cash vouchers, and a chocolate floral bouquet (plus a free American Idol-like audition scenario – hahaha)

I had fun and basked in my 2 minutes of fame when I stood on that stage in Gurney Plaza and rendered my love poem in song.  And I won the hearts of my loved ones.

And that’s all that matters, yeah? 🙂