Sayaka came
During her lunch break
With Haagen-Dazs Ice Cream
One for me, one for her.
Sweet radiance fills the room
Her short hair
Smell of the beginning of summer
Two of us, girls talk.
Talk- talk
Our May and December friendship
Never runs short of what to talk about.
Life is unpredictable
Sometimes high
Sometimes low
With winning smile
Girls move on.
We've got guts
And girls get to talk
2 o'clock in the afternoon
Suddenly I felt a warning sign in the throat.
Not now … not now
Matsumoto Producer knocked the door
With a bag full of goodies and a big open smile
Just as she did after the Earthquake.
She rushed over and filled the fridge with sweets, fruits and yogurt.
She was the life saver of my shaken soul that night.
Today, she again brought her healing smile to me.
She is so easy to talk to.
Then, a fit of cough cut into the hospital room
I can't say what I really want to tell.
I can't ask what I really want to know.
On the final take
I wonder if I could say properly
My Goodbyes.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J.Ujiie
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