Poem #3 9/28/11

Ode to Sayuri

Life's been harsh,

since you were young.

Still you're lucky

when true love you've found.

I were with you every step you took,

'till to the Chairman, you brought yourself close.

I cried with you from the old theater,

but after Cruel Rain, I felt better.

Though I feared the tears are Pumpkin's,

comfort came when you were caught sleeping.

How I wish to find my Chairman,

I wonder when will my shaved ice cherry finally come.



(inspired by Memoirs of a Geisha)