Based on a poem by 나희덕 (A rewrite?)
The cricket hidden in the grass
It's voice small and tiny
It waits for autumn
The season it can be heard
The cicadas high up in the tree
It's voice loud and clear
It looks for mates
For it has waited years and years
Earning that today would come faster
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
