Out of the Blue Poems

ONE TO TEN

I start counting from

One, Two, Three,

Then I sit beside you silently.

I still continue counting. . .

Four, Five, Six,

Then I knew that there is something I can't really fix.

Here comes Seven, Eighth, Nine and Ten,

I have been enlightened.

These numbers have taught me;

There are things I cannot change and will stay the same.