The Crystal Child Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Crystal Child

Could youbecome that same person,
someone with a happy face,
young and flamboyant of her world.?

You can see happiness beaming in her eyes,
these rediculous antics, she's posting on Facebook,
And she in her fits of laughter,
The room shaking with vibrations,

Happiness you possessed,
de leashed,

But you're not her contemporary,
Whose's in such moods as symmestries,spiritual dynamos is concerned,

As much as this is Christmas,
And the world is joyous,
Joy to the world is the surrounding music,

You own radio's predicting chilly weathers,
impracticality of the seasons,

You cannot rewind the original hormones,
Back from the cracks of the years,
The child in pure crystal,

Beforethe father involved met your mother,
One with the same joy,
bashful on these same situation,

Before the rain soaked your eyes,
tears lumped yourheart,
eyes see all the darkness,
andgrandfather of all unhappiness,