I Want It

The beautiful sky is getting red
Many birds want to fly home
Enjoy them selves to good happiness
Stay for a while
Sing to others
Just for small happiness

They listen daily
They meet monthly
They hold yearly
It’s like annual custom
When can it stop?

I like the real one
Real that can invite happiness
Cure the big sadness
Even cross to the ocean
To the mountain

There are no give up on their face
There is nothing to stop that
Happiness in their mind


E-Soen Class
October, 2009