Two Birds and the White Roses

Two birds Fly in front of my window every day Next to my window In the White rose bushes Singing and dancing   When the Sun arises I am lazily lying in the bed Hear them singing Then I see the hope and laughter in life When the twilight comes I compassion for the beauty of the sunset Pity for it is near dusk See their dances Then I feel that life is glorious From sunrise to twilight From birth to death Like a travel From the beginning to the end With singing and dancing On the way When it is raining I can not see their shadows Only hear their songs They are standing side by side under the roofs Sniffing the fragrance of the White roses far faraway from the window I see the warmth of love and the power of the beauty   When the daylight fades In the golden halo of flash surrounded by the peachy sunset glow I see them flying away together With their marvelous wings into the sky They sing and dance in front of my White rose bushes day and day Those White pieces of petals are weaving a dream of clothe For their beauty and grace Until one day Only one of them comes to my window He fly around the White Rose bushes in circle and circle Glances from right to the left Eventually He dangles a piece of White petal in his mouth Wanders and hesitates In the falling sunset flying away Not far, His beloved one is lying quietly on the grass, That White piece of Petal in his mouth with a pure teardrop Are landed softly On his lover's body From then on I never see their shadows again My White rose bushes Alone Waiting in front of my window So lonely and dreary By Yunyan GU 04 Jan. 2016