Once, I cleaned all dark stains
Of angrinesses to other people:
Why you don’t help me more?
Why I can’t get an equal?
I feel the fresh air brush friendly,
I choose to be simple, humble.
The way to new future slowly
Seems to be happily possible.
Daily Prompt: Clean
A sunny day at Marktplatz,
Hot frites from paper cone,
I curved above the smile of my own.
I so miss you
And the moment that sunlights could seep through
I’m instantly blind
By the happiness the previous life shines.
# Looking at last year trip photo in Belgium, I just realize how I fond of one funny photo which I curved the fries above my smile. I could see the simple happiness bursted under the afternoon sun rays, and I missed that moment:)
Count the date on the calendar.
Less than a week to go to the sea.
Mojito with too much ice and brown sugar.
Mentally pace with bare feet, in comfy tee.
Offshore breeze, laundry, and barbecue,
Summer sweetens also humoresque and morning dew!
Count the roses, lie in the garden.
Less than them are only clear night stars.
Mom makes all the faves in the kitchen.
Mention that dad’s about to start the car!
Of all the time in a whole year, summer
Magic countlessly makes me wonder.
# For: the realization of personal fond about summertime + first time trying Acrostic + first glass of Mojito (whoops!) + daily prompt “countless”
“I love the first time. I want my whole life to be composed of them. Life is only interesting if life is wide.” – KYD