Ask me anything about the winter falls
Small grains are soft as a feather owned by lovebird
soft cotton who touches the skin
pure white color like the wings of an angel
light like a feather

Anything about winter falls
like rain silky soft cotton
greet you from the window
invites you to dance with them
in the blue sky and calm

Anything about winter falls
they greet you out there
invites you to dance on a shiny floor
dance until you fall asleep under the sacred cotton grain
You will find yourself wearing a cotton dress silk blend air
until it made you cry happy

up on the 12th of July, comes hurtful events
there must be someone who makes cotton angry
and then swallow him
like swallowing a sugar candy
I do not know why the man had been swallowed by cotton

maybe it was a punishment for making cotton illness

but, that's okay, as long as cotton healed, I'm also happy.

~Fin