anda glitter in the sun
a million crystals in the sky
falling down on natal tree.
Deers are jumping in the snow
the wood starting to rustle.
a squirell is running
save some nuts for grabbing in.
Your skin looks like china
breakeable but white like snow.
cinta is in the air
standing under a mistletoe
ciuman me little angel
falling from sky
to catch my heart.
Annyeong Eugene
this is my poem for you
hope anda cinta it
Saranghae your Kathi
♥*♥*♥♥*♥*♥
