Window
So many days I thought
I'd shut the window.
I watch the sunrise and dunset
Pushing aside the curtain.
I deeply feel for the window
I lovingly rub and remove
The dust layer on it.
As I think of closing the window
An insect comes flying
From somewhere
And fall on my eyes
The window remains to be shut
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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