They run around the house only to make me chase
Running with the sweet echoes of their laughs
I let them dodge my steps, only to chase
Everywhere for just a spoon of food, only half
Sometimes, sometimes full but squeezing all the fun
As I chase with small steps and they're on the run
I chase them as cat and mice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem