I Could Not Touch You

If you were in grave I could have touched you, I could give you flower on the surface of your last bed! I might sing a song of our childhood, or could play gibberish game. Once in our childhood you hurt me with scissors while playing, I slapped you and you became unconscious then. Mom came I did not tell her the truth, I still feel guilty for that. But I could not beg pardon from you and never would I! Because your body has perished in fire forever. I could not touch you and shed tear on your grave. I love you, love to remember you always in every work. If you were in grave I could have touched you!