shifting away from June's bud
to leave dandelions scattered in the yard
this dawn of July
marks the end of a lie
...
how much do you know of my responsibilities?
you little selfish clouds who wander aimlessly under my shade
i pretend to be dead and let the rays shine through
you think i am immovable so you play with thunders
...
To a child who lives in a mansion
Where you be blessed with luxury
You are a child, so sweet, so sweet
...
Say father, you are living in a beautiful garden beneath
Dressed in beautiful clothes, greenish and whitish
Dwelling there are fruits from four seasons
And summer children dancing around
...
Today, I give to you
A poetry book
To teach you
Not to judge a human
...
My Heart Is In July
shifting away from June's bud
to leave dandelions scattered in the yard
this dawn of July
marks the end of a lie
a lie from past season
for a strong reason
in July
robin will make herself shy
and cover her reddish breast
with her celestial hued crest
then flap her wings to fly
close against the sky
i want to kiss July
and make July
lasting forever
in beauty but not ephemeral
i will preserve July
on my canvas and with magic brush
so that she will be enthralled and blush
i will paint July
with charming colour
so that she will be captured in delight
and her soul enraptured
because my heart is in July.