Cathy Shao Poems

Harsh words can make a child cry
Have you ever heard them in a lullaby?
Wiping tears from my face
As a way of condolence?
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I know a girl whose name is Bray
She doesn't like to go outside and play
Nor does she like to obey
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I'd rather consider less
And turn into a worry-free princess

It's a misery to wake in the mid of the night
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Some say Life is a game
where you play all kinds of roles

Some say Life is a classroom
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A goldfish pounded the container
She beckoned me to go near
She opened her mouth
Closed it
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I looked at you
A deep blue sea

Playfully
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I turned my eyes away
Were they making room for the newlings
Or were they raging against fate
Still longing for that lovely May
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When they have a half day off
　　They rush to the shopping mall
　　Ancient instincts of gatherers
　　Wandering in the exciting modern hall
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Sometimes she smiles cheerfully like a sweet cherry

Sometimes she loses her temper jumping like a bouncing ball
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My hands are wet as dews
My feet are cold in the shoes
I told a lie
I didn't know why
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