063010b Willow On Day Like This Poem by Manonton Dalan

my mind went on scrolling down
i pick one wonderful i have found
when i'm wearing black short pants
i know smaller than me are tiny ants
i watch crystal drops of pouring rain
my dreams; my love through i send

i fear how long will it take before summer
oh! my clothes are molding at the corner
i need sunshine so i could look up the sky
to see the stars, the moon when i'm shy
hiding beneath shadows of overgrowth
crawling slowly like unmindful baby sloth

little by trickle i can see growths rise; sprout
following familiar needs; sweets that come out
sunrise why i haven't read you when am blind
i could have seen where are they coming from
i stroke my beard as of today; still within reach
from somewhere beyond softness of my fingertips

i feel my palm and put it over my yawning heart
it does beat, i tried to cheer it up but remain flat
i peek through my blinds; roses wrap by vines
struggling to reach out; i understand the signs
tomorrow i will dig them all up; plant new stalks
hope clouds can still talk to nourish their thoughts