Look Scenery on Homes Balcony.
By: sfiawong
1/22/2006
I stand on home's balcony,
Look out purple green far mountain, misty sea.
In sky, the white clouds buoyantly have slid.
Several eagles, show disdain for circles highly fly.
"Cloud, Cloud!" shouted, as my little grand-daughter babbles.
"Hits, Hits!" Repeatedly, when she sees the eagles flying.
The laughter greatly shouts again and again. Once and twice again.
"Hits, Hits!" shouted, with her happy childish laughter.
The big birds sometimes are high; Sometimes low-flying circles.
When low-flying, I feared they flush down,
I worried, they injure, Injures my little grand-daughter.
Big bird! Why do you soar in here?
For children! Pursues the food?
The little grand-daughter continues "to hit!"
Hits the sound 1 did not to be startled again and again.
She looks just like a young overlord.
Is it possible that are they all afraid?
Flies the high in the clouds, slowly high flies,
Flies vanishes to the mountain high up and away.
