Blue Days
On days dazzlingly blue
let us yearn for the beloved ones
There where autumn flowers were in full bloom,
the greenery wilts
to give way to autumnal tints.
What shall we do if it snows?
What shall we do if spring returns again?
If I die while you live?
If you die while I live?
On days dazzlingly blue
let us long for the beloved ones.
Source: http://myhome.naver.com/woomi9/poem/scj315.htm |