Always, time is flying quickly When in particular we are happy But, somehow it slowly passes When we are walking in darkness Water is running deep Like all exhaustedly sleep, A surface leaf remains on the water But, below pebbles are going further While walking on clay The ground seems hard far away But weakness is hiding indeed Be careful to put your feet Flowers are beautiful with soft petals They appear extremely natural You might bleed by their thorns If you look over what insects warn Black is always in brightness Waiting up for the careless Also white is in a dark night Waiting up for people who find light
3 มิถุนายน 2553 11:53 น. - comment id 1132059
ยังค้นหาอยู่ค่ะ คงอีกนานกว่าจะเจอ
4 มิถุนายน 2553 11:34 น. - comment id 1132531
สวัสดีคะ คุณตานูน Gemini58...เห็นว่ากลอนบทนี้ "น่ารัก" ดี เลยส่งผ่านมาให้อ่านคะ Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face by Jack Prelutsky Be glad your nose is on your face, not pasted on some other place, for if it were where it is not, you might dislike your nose a lot. Imagine if your precious nose were sandwiched in between your toes, that clearly would not be a treat, for you'd be forced to smell your feet. Your nose would be a source of dread were it attached atop your head, it soon would drive you to despair, forever tickled by your hair. Within your ear, your nose would be an absolute catastrophe, for when you were obliged to sneeze, your brain would rattle from the breeze. Your nose, instead, through thick and thin, remains between your eyes and chin, not pasted on some other place-- be glad your nose is on your face!