My Memory

I saw a bird this morning,
Longing for his sweetheart,
Singing a sound in a tree,
Feeling lonely in the heart.

I feel sad seeing him,
Having a consideration,
Not to be like him pray,
Want to be not you away.

Like a dream be my life,
You are ever in my night,
Though I away from you,
You are near to me too.

(This poem was composted by My Heart for me to honor my birthday. Thanks a lot)