121810c Plain Dartboard Poem by Manonton Dalan

white curtain drifting from sky
so soft it floats then fall to ground
i blow my fingers to keep warm
while a bird hid beneath branch
so quite i could hear my heartbeat
whispering melodies of dreams

i keep on going counting my steps
sometimes looking back; amazing
my footstep being erase; fading
and it's getting harder to just walk
good my boots is full weatherproof
not like my heart; it's plain dartboard