A piece of rose is especially red.
Leaving the rose cluster
It stays alone in a vase.
On the sill, it greets spring winds morn and even.
It』s not like the maple in autumn,
But better than the maple in autumn.
Don』t hate Providence for leaving the cluster.
By karma we meet;
So I take you home.
Her birthday today belongs to Zodiac Bull.
Although we are poor,
I must keep to my original wish1.
[1] I promised my wife to give her roses on her birthday.