We Four in Here

To my dearest siblings,

Having you all would be one of the best moments ever.

Here, when I’m 18 and you don’t even have swing.

When your pink cheeks can completely be mine.

When it’s free to laugh or to roll at the ground.

We play like nothing else matter.

We play like time just stands steadily there.

And you play till fight so badly and mommy calling out my name.

Yeah, we are four..