You Do Care

 

 

 

I really think that you do care,

 

 

 

because I always see your auspicious radiant smile that rejuvenates my hopes,

 

 

 

whenever you clothe the horizon with your holy happiness,

 

 

 

at the break of the dawn every day.

 

 

 

I really think that you do care,

 

 

 

because I always see your cloudy sky so eager to give up its gentile rain,

 

 

 

whenever you wash out the gloom of the arid land,

 

 

 

pour the elixir of life into its veins,

 

 

 

remove the wrinkles of its countenance, and make it regains its merry youth again.

 

 

 

I really think that you do care,

 

 

 

because I always see you blow the breath of life gently into the buds of the disheartened flowers,

 

 

 

nicely dress them in magnificent attire,

 

 

 

 summon them to celebrate your victorious spring at his coronation ceremony every year.

 

 

 

I really think that you do care,

 

 

 

because you always intentionally make me feel intense pain, 

 

 

 

whenever I unintentionally touch a flame.

 

 

 

I really think that you do care,

 

 

 

because I always see your compassionate tears,

 

 

 

whenever I look into my mom and dad's tears.