January 14th
Rock cliff, clear water, clear water.
Strong smell of cedar trees,
feet straddling a rock on the edge of a cliff.
Tasting the sweet summer watermelon my mom cut.
Lucky to live here.
The mountain is a fawn, it is kind.
Rock cliff, clear water, clear water.
Strong smell of cedar trees,
feet straddling a rock on the edge of a cliff.
Tasting the sweet summer watermelon my mom cut.
Lucky to live here.
The mountain is a fawn, it is kind.