Daddy and Mommy:
Has the seabreeze blown my thoughts of you to your ears?
Grandma took me to the seaside to shout for a long time. I even picked up seashells for you!
Daddy's sword, don't let it be too heavy. Mommy's bag, don't let it be too tiring. I kiss the toys you gave me every day!
Your little umbrella mushroom thinking of you
(Grandma said you'll come home when the Whispering Orchid blooms. It has already bloomed 6 times... I... I'll keep waiting!)