[ As Long as Love Is in My Heart ] ~November 2015~ It's getting colder and colder these days. The sky is no more clear. The sun rarely appears under the heavy clouds. The birds don't rest anymore on the branches of the yellow-leaved tree that stands in front of my window. They don't sing anymore. They all migrated to a warmer place. But I am still here. No where to go. No where to hide from the icy cold. No where to shelter from the void. It's getting colder and colder these days. But my heart is getting warmer and warmer. Love makes it warm. Not necessarily the love of a man. When I see mom smiling, my heart becomes warm. When my father hugs me, my heart becomes warm. When I hear my little sister singing, my heart becomes warm. When I say "excellent!" to one of my pupils and their eyes sparkle, my heart becomes warm. When my little neighbour waves to me with her small hand, my heart becomes warm. When I meet with a friend that I didn't see for years, my heart becomes warm. When I hear that my cousin will have a boy, my heart becomes warm. It simply becomes warmer and warmer. Neither the icy cold nor the heavy rain can get in there. As long as love is in my heart.