Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I am bright and fortunate
I wonder why you are crying
I hear the wind singing
I see some flowers laughing
I want just smiles of children
I am bright and fortunate

I pretend to be a bird

I feel so relieved
I touch the warm sun
I worry about dark clouds in the sky
I cry when I hear the sound of thunder
I am bright and fortunate

I understand why you are happy
I say I want to sang a song
I dream to see a blue sky
I try to stretch my hands
I hope to talk with everyone happily
I am bright and fortunate

1 comment:

  1. Hi Shinich

    I like your poem because it is unique and funny.you chose nice words for your poem. It makes me happy after read.

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