the closing window of the night, fusion the <br />bright of the light. wonder it may be, astonish <br />your fantasy and glow your ways <br /> <br />you can catch more flies with honey than, <br />with the sour of the vinegar, while everyone <br />expect each cocoon to hatch, time hold the <br />crucial sting of the wizard of the sky <br /> <br />tell me, the bane and bone of life, nowhere i <br />found the moth calls and listen the enduring <br />compassion of a mother, that slave the <br />lips that whisper a molded goodbye <br /> <br />all that, what made things heavy like to be easy <br />and the dreaming dream of the gentle firefly <br />makes the whole sky bright, until everything <br />says a good day for all to greet, happy day! <br /> <br />a little while and a little day is blooming, as the <br />flowering clouds gallops, the callous of hope for <br />another day waits to catch much more <br /> <br />keep it up.....<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/catch-more-firefly-than-bees/
