Do you remember?

Us lying on the morning green grass,

looking up to the sky.

My tiny fingers reached out-

trying to catch the sun while he was shinning bright up high.

An airplane crossed by,

leaving a trail of smoke dividing the blue sky.


And the fluffy white clouds…ah yes,

do you remember?

in all shapes: a dragon, a face, or an unknown monster.

We laughed harder and harder.

The sun up high was shinning brighter and brighter,

more than ever.