An autumn night - donโt think your life didnโt matter.
The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.
Traveler's heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!