When i am 60,

i sit on the chair i got when i was a kid.

And i glance over the poems i wrote in 20s.

childish and ambitious.

When i am 60,

i go to those streets i hanged out with you.

And i kiss your lips just like 40 years ago,

sweet and naught.

When i am 60,

i meet my old friends i ganged during the golden days.

And we talk about what we experienced in the past semicentury,

smile with a sigh.

Oh,?stop !

I should seize today.

Who the hell care about the stupid fantasy,

Right?