Monday, February 26, 2018

My Baby




My Baby

her songs are so beautiful
as if my Baby has sung it
her tender heart peep here
as if her dew tear drip

she never want to be young
like to wander in childhood
and I feel to be her dad
caress and go in play-hood

i fear the loneliness not  creep
as feeling of no one like thine
and my affection boils for her
and hold her ever in heart of mine