On Journey Poem by Sakutaro Hagiwara

On Journey



I'd like to be off to France,
But France is so frightfully far,
At the least though, I'll pick out a brand new suit,
And mount on a trip carefree.
When the train starts up the overpass,
I'll lean on the azure window
And think happy thoughts alone,
This May day at dawn,
Leaving it all to the new-grass-sprouting heart.

Monday, September 20, 2010
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