You were "fragile flower" You were "delicate grass" You were "star" holding by my both hands You were "moon" containing with my mouth
The spring rain is overflowing I was afraid that you would be wet The summer sun is sweltering I was afraid that you would be dizzy The autumn wind is soughing I was afraid that you would be cold The winter snow is icy white I was afraid that you would catch chill ... How stupid was this kind of "mother's love"
You are my only one You are not spoiled, my dear Now, you grew up with lush leaves You are a young and strong "cypress" Now, you grew up with full-fledged You are a "wild goose" soaring
You will be an "eagle" battling with vigorous winds Fly! My Daughter Fly in the blue sky towards your bright future!
--my daughter graduated from her graduate school on Dec 15, 1998