There are apples.

Their color are red glossy.

If we bite on it,

We enjoy its fresh and juicy.

So, apples seem to want to sleep well,

Because they seem to want to be adults.

They don't want to be eaten by those who aim and eat.

Adult apples are not fresh and juicy,

So, the apples seem to be not very valuable.

If apple's worth were eaten by anyone,

We will abandon them sometimes.

I want to say one thing.

What do I do for them?

I don't know how to move for them.

I'm not apple's side.

So I can't feel apple's feelings.

But, I feel pain around my chest.

I see them from far away now.

My pain makes you same painful?

............I don't know it is conveyed you.

And, 20 years have passed since then,

I cannot answer my question,

"What do I do for them?"

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