Chiikawa & Hachiware
Dear Chiikawa and Hachiware true
Dear Chiikawa and Hachiware true,
One speaks words, the other hums through.
In quiet smiles and silent cheer,
Small joys bloom when you are near.
A dropped rice ball, a sunny ray,
Together you make a golden day.
Though one voice may softly hide,
You speak in laughs, side by side.
In tiny worlds, your hearts unite,
Finding peace in morning light.
No need for grand or glittered skies,
Just friendship shining in your eyes.
You hold each other, come what may—
Two small souls who light the way.
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mitty anego
I write whatever drifts into my mind, like clouds passing through the sky.
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