“On Love”
By Tatsuo Tonooka
How good it is
To have a memory of being loved.
Like a green treetop
It’s swaying gently
Somewhere up high
Always.
How good it is
To have a memory of having loved.
Like a fragrant breeze eye
It’s winking secretly
Towards my way
Always.
With a cornerstone of love,
Oh, fellow humans,
We sure encounter so many things.
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“When Tree Barks are a Little Warm”
By Junko Takahashi
When tree barks are a little warm,
They are singing a gentle love song.
A song which they could not sing
When they were humans.
By Tatsuo Tonooka
How good it is
To have a memory of being loved.
Like a green treetop
It’s swaying gently
Somewhere up high
Always.
How good it is
To have a memory of having loved.
Like a fragrant breeze eye
It’s winking secretly
Towards my way
Always.
With a cornerstone of love,
Oh, fellow humans,
We sure encounter so many things.
***********************************************************
“When Tree Barks are a Little Warm”
By Junko Takahashi
When tree barks are a little warm,
They are singing a gentle love song.
A song which they could not sing
When they were humans.
