足音

Small Ko gave me who was sending every day
really how can't which be done the courage.
One at time who was running strenuously
was reflected in the small light.

Only when, I grasped a fist and was cry.
Though there also no possibility which reaches.
The trees were telling begging of summer time
outside the window.
It's faced in front of the straightness, and he has run.

I don't know how long time
passed but the light went off.
Small miracle went off with a tear.

When eyes are closed quietly, a small footstep
has been heard.　I cried.　Why I am, a tear has sppilled.