ALONG THE SEASHORE AT THE END OF THE DAY, STILL SOME GOLDEN SUN IN THE SKY. I OFTEN WONDER WHY LAST SUMMER WE HAD TO PART. A LONE SEAGULL PLAINTIVELY CRIES FROM ABOVE. WITH EACH WAVE THAT COMES UPON THE SHORE I SEND MANY GREETING TO YOU TO LET YOU KNOW THAT I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU RIGHT FROM THE START.
PERHAPS ONE DAY WE’LL MEET AGAIN AND THIS TIME TOGETHER WE’LL STAY.
