Poetry: I return to my parents
(Baonghean.vn) - The poem "We return to our parents' place" by author Tran Lan.
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Countryside features. Photo: Nguyen Canh Phuc |
Return to the village to meet the old autumn
Wading in memories of the white rain
The bamboo village was devastated by the storm.
Red snail eggs on the lime wall of grandma's house
The thatched roof leaks, father's hair turns white
The kitchen smoke does not go out of the garden
Flood water at the foot of the bed
The deserted porch suddenly makes me miss those days
Eyes filled with smoke from the afternoon
The yellow sun sways the hillside sickness
Incense drops fall
Lullaby to parents forever happy life
Hands spread out to cover falling raindrops
I wish my parents a dry and peaceful place to lie down.
Knowing that it won't be long
A little relief from the years of hard work.
