the swing of the flocking birds, signal the <br />morning is coming, the wind surfing over the head <br />trees and the laughing joy of ducks, whistle the <br />unending beginning of a morning sky of happiness <br /> <br />rushing the stupid of a dream to a raining <br />clouds, has stop waiting the lightning to spark for <br />light to explode the vision of a great day to come in <br />the rainbow of victory, aim to bring the night to a new <br />day to come <br /> <br />like a laudable joke comes no audience to <br />laugh but a regret to jump and cry for something for <br />another play life has nothing but for a chance to play <br />again the melody of a sweet return; the show is not over, <br />it’s still on the stage, just play your role and welcome to <br />the great show <br /> <br />let the milk lips in our mind the head stand firm <br />and wait the unending servant hood never fades, goes <br />where it may go and live according to the heart that call <br />to a place dream off, as destiny live in your soul <br /> <br />triumphantly share the perfume of your heart <br />and lay every soul ponder, the joy of your presence, all <br />will come in many victorious aroma, your dream has <br />conquer our lasting memory of your desire; the goodness <br />lives in your life rekindle in every moment we remember <br />your return my dear Lady President <br /> <br />splendid Sarah Pelin, be a part of our joy…..we will wait <br />of your return……….a splendid victory rejoice!<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-vision-to-cloth-the-sky/
