birthday poem

on fields of green, lay our sleeping heads,
grasshoppers roam, through our nestled beds.
has our childhood passed so fast,
has the distance between us become so vast?

i look out to find one day,
you and me, san francisco bay.
discovering again the youth we once had,
when things were simple...both good and bad.

it is with these hopes i have so high,
on this day, on the sixth of july.
may you have happiness, and may you glow,
happy birthday, my dear brother tien yeo.

- moby sky