Smile Dream Of Me Poem by Manonton Dalan

I in my waning days i will show
goodness to people i should know
they don't care who am i to them
they value and feast whatever came
so then i must be forgotten, spring
maybe i will remember myself a thing

why should i catch a bird on a flight
when i enjoy what's she's doing right
no! i will let her go up, up she likes
i know she will come down comes night
she can make love to kings on her side
but she only knows; a smile she hides