The heart of color ...

It is attacked by a scary dream Even if I get up in the middle of the night Because I have a family member I have it now Even at the Triumph of the Ox Even if I wake up, my wife's daughter I can see a sleeping face To be alive Thanks to the light and the dark night Constantly repeat In eternal daily life People have various hearts Hold and live For someone Drawing a picture alive My picture Poetry itself The thought of the heart ... Feel in mind My feelings ... The color of the delivery color ... The poet ~ Now person ...