The Nami Island Experience (2) Poem by RIC BASTASA

in naminara island
the leaves have changed to yellow
the winds from the sea are too cold
and we were there
looking for memories

we walked hand in hand
until we passed by a cafe
and you asked that we stop
there for a cup of hot tea

we stopped there and watched
some lovers passing by
some took pictures of themselves
along the line of tall and old trees

i took a picture of you
feeling so cold and sad.....

i have long wanted to tell you
something but at this moment
my words are freezing in the cold.

after the tea we walked hand in hand
again along the lineof those tall
and old trees shedding off their leaves
like a hundred goodbyes....