visiting my parents' grave

The day before yesterday, I left my apartment
at half past eight in the morning.

It was raining but I was glad it was not hot at all.
I hurried to Tokyo Station and took the Joetsu Shinkansen.

I got off at Nagaoka Station at noon.
Alas! how hot and muggy in Nagaoka!

I met my good old friend there, took lunch with her and
enjoyed talking a lot.

After saying good bye to her, I took a bus for Tochio.
It took me about an hour to get to Tochio by bus.

I stayed overnight in Tochio.

My parents' grave is in a village deep in the mountains.
It stands on the hill in the village.

I'm afraid the day will come when I'll find it very difficult
to go up the hill to stand at my parents' grave.

I believe my parents are there and they are waiting for me.

Anyway, I was happy I could visit my parents' grave.

＜ふるさと＞

(from Nagaoka Station)