Dear my friend 

Dear the little poem house

I waited, waited and waited

under the sun near a day 

There was no poem singing for me

She was busy and didn't show-up

but she said I was one of a few people 

she paid attention to

So many people passed by 

Strangely looked at me

My face got red and hot

could not know if it was sun-burn

or it was my heart-burn 

I felt the breeze in the moonlight 

and decided to leave without saying goodbye  

even though missing lot of friends 

and the lovely poem house

I'll come back to chase your poem 

Like the wind chase the cloud

So like the cloud chase the sky 

See you in Autumn, 

Dear friends, the little poem house

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