This is a poem for you.
You wrote one for me.
On April 3.
To April 8.
This is a poem for you.

This is a poem for you.
For all the birds that fly above.
For everyone.
But mostly for you.
Because this is a poem for you.

This is a poem for you.
To all the students who don’t skip school.
And study.
This is a poem for them.
But this is also a poem for you.

This is a poem for you.
As you can probably tell,
This poem is not only for you.
But I tried.
So pretend that this is a poem for you.

This is a poem for you.
But not only you.
Also the mothers and fathers.
Who take care of their children.
But this is a poem for you.

This is a poem for you.
At least I tried.
But it didn’t work.
This is not a poem for you.
This is a poem for everyone.
This is a poem for everyone.