Monotonous day of typical.
But wait-
are those footsteps?
On the doorsteps I hear?
*knock knock knock*
Oh exaltation! This cannot be.
Can't it? the fanfares play
in my mind-that is,
I take flight towards the door
*Knock knock knock*
And there it is-
that old familiar face,
which has so swiftly eluded me
all of this time
*knock knock knock*
Typical Greetings- but
the joyous musical still thunders,
and- all the cherished memories,
have returned- and so have
*your friendly embrace*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem