COLDNESS

“Seeping through my bones, way up to my head, causing a headache.

There I stood, in the coldness alone.

Watching you,

Wrapped in a warm thick cloth, drinking hot chocolate.

Here I am, looking through the window, looking for something to warm me up.

Watching with envy in my eyes,

as small kids running around bringing new things for my friend besides me.

As I pray that they would notice, I need it too.

Wondering who will be the one to bring some warmth to me.

But,

Who are going to do that?

Giving a thick muffler or maybe just a piece of cloth to wrap me up.

Let alone offering a mug of hot chocolate.

To an old tree like me?”

“I was born whenever white fill the Earth.

Sometimes complete with a muffler dyed in red,

sometimes I’m lucky enough to even have eyes. 

I can speak many languages,

 for every country in this world are filled with me.

Kids loves playing with me,

and I’m happy that they make me pretty.

Storm and Sun are my worst enemy,

and maybe some jealous feline or just humanity.

Be glad, oh Old Tree.

You would still be here after Earth is finally free,

from the whiteness of the snow, and Spring knocked on the door.

For a little snowman like me, Death is as easily as 1,2,3.”

This is something from my old notebook, but I add something here and there, correcting my English and so on. Puitis jugak rupanyan Cik Blogger ni dulu2, ada bakat. 

Oklah, Cik Blogger nak pergi kejar idea, entah mana pulak dia pergi.