Poor little brother
The newborn sun has no mercy for you
How can you hold on?
The hands that I made for you are brittle and stiff
Sad little brother
I failed to draw a proper smile across your porous face.
Tough little brother
The icy wind couldn’t bring you down
But the still air smothers you with moist
Bright little brother
Sunrays pierce through you relentlessly
You welcome them, glittering like a Christmas wreath
To cheer me up one last time
My fault, little brother
I should have taken you away from the heat
I should have carried you to the North Pole, but it’s too late
The snowbreak is already here
Farewell, little brother
I’ll hear your voice in the rains of May
In the summer creeks
Come back as soon as you can.