It was a nice warm spring day today.
Mike and I went to take a walk in the park in the evening.
The cherry blossoms were all gone,
As if they never even existed to begin with.
We went to look for "our" cat, Non-chan,
Who's missing for days now.
Neither of us wanted to articulate
What that's supposed to mean.
Sometimes it's better
To leave things vague and unfinished.
I thought about my uncle again.
He's gone and nothing is left,
Like those cherry trees in the park.
But he lived in this world.
He certainly did.
It was a long cold winter.
When the spring finally came to Tokyo,
Without seeing cherry blossoms,
Non-chan and my uncle decided to go,
Without saying good-bye.