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.