မင်းရဲ့စစ်မှန်တဲ့အပြုံး

You smiled today. Not any smile but one of which I had never seen before. It was natural, filled with joy, and impossible for you to hide.

Two days ago, you told me that you were looking for a specific book. I was glad that you had made reading a part of your habit.

Then you told me the book was not for you. It was for your girlfriend. You wanted to buy her, Smile As They Bow by Nu Nu Ye (Inwa), the Burmese version. I told you a bit about the book, how difficult it is to find, and how it was banned within the country once. You listened without questions.

This afternoon, following your English class today, I took you to a bookstore. You were smiling your head off as I found the book on the shelf and handend it to you. I could have bought it for you, like I normally did. But I did not. This time was different. You were buying it for someone else, with your own pocket money. I felt that it needed to come from you.

The way you smiled when you got what you wanted for. You could not stop. You glowed. I have never witnessed such happiness on your face ever before.

And I… I just remained numb. You are growing up. A part of me wishes you to remain at eleven, busy swimming, giggling with your mates, and at the innocence of childhood. But here you are, you have learnt to love. And soon, you will learn heartbreak then responsibility, and the rest of adulthood.

It is happening faster than I had ever thought. But today I saw a glimmer of the young man you are becoming and though it tugs at my heart, though I want to slow it all down… I am proud of you.

VON DIR ZU MIR
Ein scheues Lächeln fliegt herüber
und legt sich warm auf mein Gemüt.
Ich streichle sanft sein gold'nes Antlitz
und spür', wie's plötzlich in mir glüht:
Ein Flackern von Gedankenflammen,
die zart und heiß das Herz berühr'n.
Die Antwort liegt mir auf den Lippen.
Solch Lächeln weiß mich zu verführ'n...

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