Finally I fell asleep, then
The doorbell rang.
I don't need an alarm clock.
"Good Moring" starts my morning
To answer "nature's call."
13:36
Bobby called
To set the date for our reunion.
What do I want to do?
To hug and to talk, and
Dinner together.
I asked Bob to compose a music and create a video to accompany it.
He readily agreed.
He is talented.
I've believed so since the old days.
Bob sang his original song
On the othe end of the line.
My emotions and his original lyric
Resonated
And I bursted into tears.
Bob continued on.
I wasn't sure and I asked him.
I am floppy and wobbly.
May I have dinner with you?
Would you push the wheelchair?
"No need to ask."
18:00
Dinner with KP
Delicious.
It would be much more delicious if we were not in foul mood.
We quarrel because we get along so well,
The old saying goes.
I heard the humidifier working
Thank you for setting it up.
Good night.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J. Ujiie
©2011
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