This day comes every year. I can never forget August 18.

Happy birthday to M.A

I met you, and spent wonderful time.
But it does not meet for a long time. Don’t you think so?
I wonder what you are doing now.

Can I see you again? or Can’t you meet again?


『MANY WINTERS』 Nancy Wood R-36

Hold on to what is good
even if it is
a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is
a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is
a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when
it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when
I have gone away from you.