Smile

In Memory of Connie Tong

Tony Kwok

5/11/2002

Smile
Connie 
Smile.
In the flickering darkest night
You smile.
The azalea shining toward the blue sky
Smile.
Howling cold wind in the valley dark
Your smile never part.
Glide high under the white cloud shine
Smile 
Connie 
Smile.
Stream negotiates the turning bank in low tide,
Smile.
We cry out our Smile
Who dare to weep the Word "Die" ?!