MY FIRST JOURNEY

The happiness of being in mother's arm

could never be replaced.

 

Mom's story on the clouds, rain and springs ends

She lets me to my bed;

covered in my blanket

I enter the hall of deep sleep.

 

The clouds gather,

the thunders screem loud;

My legs shiver,

and I hold tight to my bed

closing my eyes as tight as possible.

The scent of rain surrounds me, I feel relaxed.

 

I slowly open my eyes

remove my blanket and look around.

The weather so pleasant.

I now realize,

My language has very fewer words

not enough to explain how I feel...

The first drop of rain falls on me,

I see myself so fragile to break down.

 

But my green heart is still alive,

I am happy.

I thank the heavens

and stand erect.

My dad and mom are there besides;

The tallest trees in town.

 Mom tries to protect me from rain,

but dad believes I am brave and I am.

I will grow brave dad, I promist you,

one day I will grow up strong like you.

 

Reviews

[futurepast.]

So bright and beautifully light. It is a really sweet written piece with the concept of Protection, Dreams, Hopes. Love it.