I held the hand of a lost child and walked with him to the police station.

Wiping away the tears of a sobbing child

He told me the story of his favorite cartoon movie.

When my small, trembling hand tightly clenched my fingers

The fact that I can become a pillar for someone

It made my heart exceptionally strong and hot.

On the way back, watching the back of the child safely held in their parents' arms

My steps are light, and my heart is overflowing with contentment.