Hello?
Are you there?
Yes, I am a handkerchief.
Right here, in his suit coat pockets.
I'm interesting.
Woven by the finest cotton
or with the most majestic silk.
Embroidered with magical designs.
Different from all else.
But sadly...
My only purpose...
is to wipe...
the nose of my owner.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem