Misty-Pi-Ing >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

when sky is clear
many wings up there
we wish we have one
to join all their fun
so we chase butterflies
settle to dragon flies
very thin transparent
wings; beautiful we say

we paste paper on them
watch them fly untiring
and when it fall we watch
slow descent; swirling
most end in pond nearby
where we watch our faces
wrinkled by tiny ripples
you tried to clear with
your hand... disappear

we walk in step going home
we never say goodbye for
tomorrow is another day to
play; we come up with something
so exciting where most kids
don't... mind independence
searching where most sleep
stuck with their own stories
pitty; looking at themselves
missing much of possibilities

... and still is