[Poem] Living Today Together.

The morning air is still a little cold,
and someone who arrived earlier than anyone else
is laughing and saying, "I'm sleepy."

Just with those words,
I felt like today was beginning, too.

Under the same sky,
even if we shed the same sweat,
everyone's dreams are different.

Those who want to go far away.
Those who want to stay here.
Those who want to support someone.

Even though the paths we walk are different,
for now, we are looking up at the same sunset.

For some reason, that made me happy.

On days when I fail,
I'm not laughed at.

"Let's do better next time."

Those words
make the weight I've been carrying alone until yesterday
about half as heavy.

If someone looks forward,
I find myself looking forward too.

If someone doesn't give up,
I feel like I can try just a little bit harder.

Companions aren't
people who dream the same dreams.

They are people who, while holding different dreams,
live the same today with all their might.

That is why,
the mud-covered shoes,
the scratches on our hands,
and the lunch that went cold because we laughed too much,
will all eventually
become our nameless medals.

Even if we go our separate ways someday,
I'm sure I'll remember.

The scent of the morning glow.

The wind of the twilight.

Rolling with laughter at casual jokes.

The warmth of a hand
that someone reached out without saying a word.

Life is
not a story of becoming strong alone.

It is a story of being made strong, little by little,
by someone laughing beside you.

That is why I
want to meet many companions.

People with whom I can eat the same meals,
see the same scenery,
laugh at the same things,
and support each other's different dreams.

If those days continue,
I don't need any special miracles.

Stacking up these casual days
is surely the greatest luxury in life.