I came back to this station.
I haven't been here for a long time.
Shall I call in
At the restaurant which I went so frequently in those days?
The food is not that especially good,
And the restaurant itself is quite small,
But everyone always used to gather here,
Drinking like idiots.
In those days, I
Was tanned, and was so into club activities.
Now, I'm wearing a suit and a tie.
I wonder if the master still remembers me.
Wearing a dear old bow tie,
Which isn't that popular these days,
He was making many kinds of things slowly
With shaky hands, with no words.
Controling my exited heart,
I reflect myself upon me in those days.
When I opened the door after a 5-year interval,
Different scenary was there in front of me.
A young couple
Greets me so cheerfully.
I couldn't move.
I was overwhelmed by totally different atmosphere.
They smile sadly and bow
As they sensed my feeling.
I loosen my tie
And look for any trace of the old restaurant.
This is how you feel time passing, isn't it?
In silence
Slowly I ponder about reasons
Why I wanted to come here.
Wearing a dear old bow tie,
Which isn't that popular these days.
I learnt many things from
Those shaky hands with no words.
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