Like d rain dews heavily, wen our night lamp lights heavenly, our clock hands chimes d path of destiny. Under d gasping breath beneath our chest we poke d suckling fingers and eyes of time wt our hrt. As d grandeures are unbiquously undulating like the Clarks and Starks of a ribbon ring in a coffee box secretly sleeps in musked envelope for half a century 100 million Chinese won. U look young wt a great deal of good life ahead of u. Don't blow it in a jiffy. Ur ripples drift too far and too fast for my reach. Dnt forget to always love ur parents and family 1st in everything. In d early morning hours, someone waits for u. Among d clusters of d flowers he will find u. As sm1 saw u today back then wen u ran into d blues. For days and moons and leap years i wander. So Go my little one. As i'll sing a song of a floating lullaby for u. Go as all I knw d Lord will kp an eye on u. D sky and stars will light up ur way. Wen i close my eyes i think of u.
I bid u a happy Resurrection of dreams