Can you see the snowy hills?

The poem #02 (1990 – 1991)

Can you see the snowy hills?

Can you see the snowy hills,
and the beauty of the flowery field?
Can you see the silvery stream,
and the virgin forest that is evergreen?

See the children having fun,
and the innocence looks upon their blissful faces.
Yes you can, but no I can’t.

Can you hear the hissing geese,
and the whispering of the gentle breeze?
Can you hear the buzzing bees,
and songs of nightingales upon the rustling trees?

Hear the children having fun,
and the laughter with their childhood friends.
Yes you can, but no I can’t.

The story behind this poem
If I am not mistaken, this was my second poem after “Just for you.” Even now I still don’t understand why youngsters love to blast their music so loudly. What is so cool about damaging your hearing? Please take good care of yourself. Stop spending so much time surfing the Internet. Stop watching so much useless TV programmes.  Get a life! Write a poem!