Cold hands ...

My daughter who went to the toilet wash his hands with water

It attacked my wife's hoppe with cold hands

I called out to Daddy.

I came along laughing

Although it was cold it prevented it

Give up to my daughter's Jare

The touched coldness is cold

Happiness and Yu heart had changed to warm one

Living happiness can be such a small one

Money is important, but children are innocent figure

Little devilish and pretty

But the cold hand gradually warmed up

The cheeks are crushed and the chuff is done at the end

Take me to the park.

Cute little devil was to urge

         The poet ~ Now person ...