When I was younger
This was the weekend
That I would look forward to
For weeks on end.
Cherry Blossoms
Blue Skies
Lunch in the park on Saturday
Time with family
And my parents friends
Security
Comfort
Beautiful things I possessed without knowledge
It was so long ago.
I never realized there would come a time in my life
That I would fight
to once again possess them.
But it was the only way to truly meet
The only one
Who could provide them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem