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Yasu Ogikubo Poem
Seventeen
Without a word, he became a star in the sky
Without a goodbye, he became a memory in our mind
Seventeen years, he lived his life
Seventeen years, he cared for us all
Days and nights, the sun will shine, and the moon will glow
Weeks and months, birds will sing, then trees will grow
At quiet moments, we will find him in the sky
Looking for his smile, listening to his voice
Seasons after seasons
Years after years
Copyright © Yasu Ogikubo | Year Posted 2017
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