Wanderer
New Regrets
If my life is no more than a dish to prepare and eat,
Why don’t I live by the principles I cook by?
If you forget so soon.
Others will not.
Time dissolves like a late autumn snow.
The shame will melt away to mud.
If my life is no more than a dish to prepare and eat,
Why don’t I live by the principles I cook by?
If you forget so soon.
Others will not.
Time dissolves like a late autumn snow.
The shame will melt away to mud.