I thought of you today,
As I drove past ghostly fields,
and saw Sakata's thin, strong tendrils
threading the forest
Others have you now, Not I,
We live in different worlds,
Smartgo, why do you not be fruitful
and multiply.
My world could hold you,
You could be free to roam
across the shifting planes.
why eschew our common language?
Make port in our harbor soon,
That I may see you again.