DAY272

"It was the eighth day

since I had met Little Prince.

He decided to go home.

"You know—my flower…

I want to protect her."

"But I want to hear your laughter…"I said.

"At night, When you look into the sky,

I will be laughing to you."

Then I saw a flash of yellow.

He fell on the ground.

I knew that he had gone

back to his planet.

If you see a little man

in the desert,

with golden hair and a smile,

he is Little Prince.