Look up;
Stare at the night sky.
Watch the twinkling lights
Of these beautiful nights.
There’s the star I made a wish on
Just yesterday.
Look down;
There’s a beautiful garden.
The flowers on the ground
Cannot make a sound,
But they seem to be calling me,
Back to the memories of what happened
Just yesterday.
Look around;
It’s the perfect setting
For writing poetry.
Find a place in the grass,
Sprinkled in dewdrops
That glitter like glass.
There’s the tree I sat under
Just yesterday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem