Today I am 17

For Monica, for you 17

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Seven-teen, seven-teen, you are seven-teen today

Seven-teen, seven-teen, what is seven-teen?

A flower bud begins to swell and shows what color when it grows to a flower

That is seven-teen

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What color will you be?

The pink of roses with elegance, beauty and fragrance?

The white of a large chrysanthemum with dignity?

The bright yellow of dandelions with strength?

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Whatever your color will be

There is no pink if there is no white

There is no white if there is no yellow

That’s how the world is made, you know that

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There is happiness because there is sadness

There is pleasure because there is displeasure

There is nothing that can exist alone in this world

You know that, too

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You’ll go through happiness, sadness, and all that

But come what may you’ll never buckle under anything

Thousands of miles away, but your grandpa sees you and knows

Your grandpa can feel with you, too, whatever feeling you’ll have

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Happy birthday, my beautiful and intelligent Monica, my muse!

You are also strong xoxo ❤ 

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This is the best gift ever from my Grandpa from Japan, AshiAkira.

I have no words to thank you Ashi.

I love you ❤ 

“Candles in the wind” is what you can admire on my photo blog 🙂