Do you see the sun now
My dearest joy.
gazing at those chinese eyes
mysterious as if never told.
Pure love you offered
is silenced by this vague situation,
yet honest as the birds,
flying towards undying affection.
Kindness flowing like river,
pours into your pure heart,
words as keen and hand picked
gentle from the start.
Beauty as everyone sees,
untouched but educated.
I hope the best of things
kindness returns uncompensated.
As you believe in me
Now our ways could be parted.
but your memories will always remain
your values that is heart felted.
Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:17 AM UTC
Do you see the sun now
My dearest joy.
gazing at those chinese eyes
mysterious as if never told.
Pure love you offered
is silenced by this vague situation,
yet honest as the birds,
flying towards undying affection.
Kindness flowing like river,
pours into your pure heart,
words as keen and hand picked
gentle from the start.
Beauty as everyone sees,
untouched but educated.
I hope the best of things
kindness returns uncompensated.
As you believe in me
Now our ways could be parted.
but your memories will always remain
your values that is heart felted.
Father's Rejoice
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