Hello my friend, I want to know
How deep have you fallen in snow,
How older have become this year,
What kind of flowers do you wear?
In my daydreams I often see
How we are sitting by the sea
And letting our paper boats
With memories on their notes.
My dear friend, please take my voice
And save it from entsirsling noise,
And I will be with you again
In crumpled pages where I am.
From A. M.
to D. G.