box lunch waiting
for my appetite
since noon in west
but it seems i'm full
even to teasing scent
of fresh cut onions
i took a sip of orange
so sweet for winter
then i hear text tone
my friend from desert
whispering good words
before this year ends
it's so nice when
somebody takes
time to encourage
you even just a bit.md
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem