Having been the relation with Sogang for forty
Years. As a student and till now as a teacher,
The young lady became, old last forty
Years. The time fly, and white snow which left to her.
On the hill, and she looking down the campus,
The Nogo-San, always looks like the Olympus.
Most of her life, living in Sogang,
She\'s been lived for Sogang with the students,
And thinking only literature and Sogang,
And all her best, has done, her commitments.
When it rains the ginkgo trees on the ground,
The drooping boughs, the fruits only sound.
In a twinkling of an eye, the time has passed
By. And leaning and watching the light of the day,
During with the students, the time fled fast.
When she\'ll leave the campus, it\'s the near the day
In the nest on trees near the library,
The magpies croak to talk the last story.
Even she\'s leaving but she\'ll be the lamp us,
And the future, the planted seeds bloom and fruit.
And may her bless! Leaving the campus,
And evermore, only she has happiness in the flute!
For long time she\'ve nourished Sogang ground,
Whenever spring, they\'ll bloom on this mound.
(14th, Jul.,2023, Kinsley Lee)