POEMS OF MY GRANDMA WITH DEMENTIA #20/ Prefection
The perfection
-your own shadow-
sword
that hurts and drives
both.
Always choose
the difficult road ...
Stay still,
start again,
never end ...
Deliver humbly
what could be done.
The perfection
-your own shadow-
sword
that hurts and drives
both.
Always choose
the difficult road ...
Stay still,
start again,
never end ...
Deliver humbly
what could be done.