A hole in the sliding door ...

With my daughter's 2-year-old veranda    I see a blue sky and a lying mountain from a shoji between I am interested Lid to the memories of childhood Because it seems to be lonely I leave it as it is As I say so, my mother is better Playing with a hole in my shoji's shoji I was saying it was there It can be seen from a shoji with a hole Empty blueness burns memories To pull out Funny and funny It was fun to break My daughter, I am ... everyone ... The poet ~ Now person ...