Will that day come?

February 18, 2021

People in colorful costumes

All jammed on the street

Packed every square

Masks of all colors are thrown into the sky at the same second with the sound of the countdown

The ecstatic people

crying, hugging, highfiving

Grinning

But eyes are full of tears

We declare farewell to dullness

All the boring, dull, tedious

clocks are gone

We each hold a bud

And they

All bloom at the same moment

In the charming fragrance

Written in the words of HAPPINESS!

Will that day come?