”tree frog”
To Yu it’s autumn
It came crept up to the second floor
It is in the Sunny out of season
Tree frog of the veranda
And I have nothing bait surely Hitokoishiku
I’m coming to meet people
Good morning and embarrassed the face and poke the flower
Downright cute hidden
You guys that was not as it is
It’s finished love of season
Another voice of that night
I do not listen to next year
Winter sounds a soon healthy …
poets~Moderns
