Happy Birthday
When twilight came
I saw the grey cloud is spooling
Is spooling fly
touch toThe Vermillion sky
The street lamp pole run away
The black green trees run away
Behind me
From behind the window glass
when the bus is runing very fast
The mercury lamp is blazing yellowish
blazing of the people lamp
all run away behind me
when the bus is run very fast forward
among the sedan and another bus
touch to the Vermillion sky
going run to touch our home
betwen Magrib to Isya
promised
to come around sun down
on her birthday
hurry to meet and kiss her foreheads
wishpering her to happy birthday
she cooks spagetti
from morning
Preparing herself birthday
Fortytwo and threeyyears
At March 06,
Prasetya Utama, Bogor,2006-03-09
poem by Prasetya Utama
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