The Last Memoir About...

You came to my life with sunshine
the sunshine I have never seen before
how appreciate I have to you
how many bright days you brought to me

In this field, where you and me have experienced many times in our life
maybe you hate someone who just left you without a reasonable excuse
maybe you inculpate someone who just did some mistakes or treated you bad

I didn't hate anyone who just left,and I won't
I didn't inculpate anyone who did mistakes, and I won't

I just wanna leave this sunshine no matter how hard it will be
the sunshine you gave me is so distant that I hardly reach it...

A Letter to the Blue Bird

Dear Blue Bird,

In the morning in Pinckney Island, Hilton Head, SC.

My first time to see you in person through a visitor's telescope.

You were such a brilliant blue bird, staying on a little box and taking a rest. 

So tiny that I hardly observed you.

What still remains in my eyes is the color on your feather was outstanding from the overwhelming green forest. 
Are you a real bird? I can't stop to ask myself because of your amazement.
Not being able to forget the moment that I saw you through the telescope, even though it endured just 10 seconds. 


Finally, you opened your wings and flied away.

I'm not sure weather you were happy in Pinckney Island or not. However, I'm sure I was glad to see you there!


Where could I see you again?

Take care! a passenger, blue bird.
Good Bye.

Yu Chieh




photograph: Pat & Sharon O'Toole