29 April 2012
The silent whispers of the sun The sweet scent of the night Butterflies' fluttering wings The beauty which is never appreciated I can see it And it's beautiful
Happy birthday, Mom -------------------------------- Today is my mother's birthday and I wrote her this poem, along with a concerto that I composed. The poem might not make sense as a birthday poem, but it has a special meaning for my mom and I.
Happy Birthday, Mom • Opuss № I