053110n Violin On The Hill Poem by Manonton Dalan
053110n Violin On The Hill
i could hear violin deep cry
that's my dad playing by fire
waiting for me i'm very sure
so i could listen to his story
of fairy's wonderful journey
i prefer she's searching me
he has a way of being heard
he ask questions after story
like 'what will you do when'
my answer 'follow my emotion'
that will make him think a bit
then he'd play very happy beat
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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