Let's not title it, let's not label it,
Let's break the ice, and enable it,
It's what my heart said, when I walked through clouds,
When my beats whispered, they heard it loud,
I'm back, to reign every fairy, with my silly words,
To vanish every doom, killing the nasty birds,
It's time for you, to wake up, and crawl, a quite long,
Don't wait for anyone, who may walk along,
You are a dawn, of yourself, know it, before they do,
As they are wishing to perish you, before you do,
......
The first one is for laughter
And infinite romance.
For smiling and for hugging
For giving me a chance.
The second is for hope;
And longing for tomorrow.
She opens up this heart
Whenever we face sorrow.
......
I have no father on Father's Day.
Six years ago, Dad passed away.
Dad died at the young age of sixty-five.
Because of Leukemia, he couldn't survive.
I also lost Mom just four months earlier.
It was sad to have to see their deaths occur.
Dad died in 2013 and he was born in 1947.
When Dad died, his soul went to Heaven.
......
The people who knew you, know that I was very fortunate to be your son.
If you hadn't passed away, today you would've become seventy-one.
Another year has passed and another birthday has come around.
Seven years ago, you were alive and well but now you're buried in the ground.
When my brother didn't buy you a birthday cake in 2012, I bought you one.
It was both a privilege and an honor to buy you a cake and to be your son.
When you died in 2013, I damn nearly fell apart.
I had to lick my wounds and nurse a broken heart.
......
The many young who did not hesitate
In response to the country's call,
And they encamped to heights of country which located
In the far-east Asia. With all,
Risking their lives, facing the Red
Chinese Army, they achieved the great victory,
Live on not, we must call them heroes
And praise their merits eternally.
(Jan., 26th, 2024, Kinsley Lee)
He wrote a poem in the strange land at May,
And he fell as a petal the very next spring day.
He's too young to die for the strange people,
But freedom world, he's the eternal star of sample
Alas, he left a wife and kids at the home,
But leaving a poem as a freedom fighter on the tome
He'd passed one day after, writing which was titled "Korea",
And now he's lying under the hill of the althea.
......
The red and yellow leaves are waving on the trees
In the afternoon at riverside, cool is the autumn breeze,
The sunny day, the clouds are high in the sky,
In breezing, the ray is warm to the passers-by.
In the very center of the city, on this silent brae,
The eye of the western sky is dropping his ray.
On this hallowed ground. No splendor statures, here,
Were erected, but the headstones with unreadable by the year.
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(In Memory of Late Captain Kenneth & Nancy Hummerston)
When young, they met at foreign land,
And soon being the lover and happiness’s at hand.
They married and spent their honey moon
But he left her with a word, “I’ll come back, soon”
They only knew the Korea and diarrhea,
But by the order, he departed for the people in Korea.
She’d floated the longing on the Ota-river,
......
The hottest summer and the coldest winter,
You’re with the people who did not know by the order,
You’d fought with the soldiers who were from all lands
And offered your hand to the poor and shook hands.
The friends, in the smoke of the powder, you’d supported,
The freedom, in windy and iced ground, you’d guarded.
You’d fought against the invaders to support
The free people, and guarded the democracy fort
In this country. You came back after ceasefire,
......
The many young who did not hesitate
In response to the country's call,
And they encamped to heights of country which located
In the far-east Asia. With all,
Risking their lives, facing the Red
Chinese Army, they achieved the great victory,
Live on not, we must call them heroes
And praise their merits eternally.
(Jan., 26th, 2024, Kinsley Lee)