By Choi Yun-ju
I remember her beautiful voice and smile.
I met her six years ago.
After school, we used to sit on a bench and talk for over an hour.
But I couldn't see her since last year, because she has been ill in bed.
Looking at the stars and moon in the sky, I pray.
To see her smile.
To restore her health.
But most of all,
I remember the days we sat on a bench and talked.
About the Writer: Choi Yun-ju is a sophomore majoring in American Studies at Daejin University.