I had a blissful dream,
you brought me a fairy ring.
The gift you brought to me,
was love of remembering.
Just the time and way you find,
when that's far from your thing.
That day's for me, it is mine,
your gift, my yearn, was everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The very fact that someone dear remembered.......! ! ! Poignant indeed. Thanks.