Lyric

I used to work at a small nursery. The children seemed to find it interesting that I was an old man, and often drew pictures of me during their free time before picking them up.

I had a lot of them in my locker, but I couldn't throw them away, so I took them home and looked at them from time to time. I don't have any children, so the many children I met there who graduated from nursery are like my own children.

I wrote a song as a memorial to organize the picture. The smiles of each child came to mind, and I cried during the recording.

I hope everyone is healthy and growing up well.

I still pray for you every day.