Seeing thru' the clear window by my side
Puddles are seen forming on the pathments
The world is hit by weather elements
Eroding pebbles and mountains alike
Rainwater dripping in pipelines above
Such sounds of therapeutic trickling flow
Refreshing wind that follows gently blows
Like angels sent whispering words of love
Esther chose to be out in the unknown
Twenty one years she has been braving storms
She is moulded, refined and now reborns
Character “beaming goodness” she now owns
Thou you’re out in Milan far-faraway
Far reaching’s the wishes “Happy Birthday!”
I wonder how Haoyi is doing.
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