Life journal 15
It is the time when I first successfully played Canon in D on my violin.
It’s the time when I joined the school camp in my last year of high school.
The time when I was the first to solved a difficult math problem.
Or when I scored higher than I thought.
It’s the old memory when my father gave me the little doll which I keep until today.
When I went with him to the bookstore…
And I just innocently urged him to buy me toys like a little child.
It’s the feeling of excitement
To get on my brother’s bike and go to places.
How beautifully the flower road was made on new year’s days.
And how it felt like to breathe in the spirit of the incoming year.
It’s the silly conversations I had with my cousin,
That left us laughing for minutes after.
The feeling of being inspired
When you need to finish your story.
It’s the melody that makes your heart flutter
Or the book that makes you pleased.
Even the simplest word that one spoke
Help me able to smile through the darkest days…
[ Cover picture belongs to the rightful artist. ]