Yew’s smile is in me ( 苡杉 )

 

 

 

 

I was making breakfast
when i had listen a driiin from messenger,
that place where all my friend never are stranges or strangers.

It was Yew’s smile, and a lot of stories about China,
and her small corner, where she putted the words
and her photos, her passion, her happyness.

Now I make reakfast
after three years again
i listen a driiing sometime
and her smile ever
now like at that time.

Shangay is near here, in my heart
and in my heart there is a corner also for Yew,
when i put good words, good feels
couse is my friend
and whit the sun, the moon, the rain
i wish to run to she again and again everytime she need
for all that time that she was run to me.

Ciao Yew, i hope to talk again tomorrow
whit the other part of world,
couse in my world there is your funny expression
that made smiles from depression
and great sensations like i hope to be for you.

 

 

 

Poem wroted  by Marco Vasselli dedied to

 

苡杉 Yew kwo

 

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