It is hot.
At fields of false strawberry.
Did you call me?
He made a vow to Dharma.
Come. Come.
It is warm on the woodpile.
My blue flower
He is taking the meal with deep concentration.
I am enjoy taking a rest in the shade.
"Let me see your flower! " The amphibian said so.
Copyright (C) Akiko Isono 2004
