自転車乗りの少年: Boy on Bicycle
On my way to the station Sunday morning, the streets are quiet.
Most people are still in bed.
All but the odango shop are closed and shuttered.
But on my way to the station Sunday morning,
with a quiet crank
a boy on bicycle
passes by.
I wonder where he's going?
(He was not actually so sad-looking–more serious–but
I accidentally drew his mouth a little frowny!)
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