the sun stretched on the morning full of dew
white butterflies enjoy orange ostrich pistils
I was face down in a sad moment
the sense of self extinction was stunned
singing birds swinging on guava leaves
the young tip tinged with joyful luster
my desire ran aground in a fake atmosphere
my dream is entangled in thousands of questions
rooster shouting in hoarse voice
lined up the geese headed to the rest of the rain
do you still catch my impression
while the self limped in pain
jump chameleon decorate yellow bamboo
ladybug sheen hugs flower stalks
even though I have to feel bad about whacking
forever your happiness is my happiness
***
Solo, Thu, 13th December 2018. 5:25 am
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
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ilustr: Marsha Boston
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