I miss my mother's lullaby - Poem by Hoang Than

Sad cupboard
love all pots and pans
Sad Kitchen
love the afternoon smoke
into the air

Autumn has not yet touched the winter slope
But mother's eyes are sore, my heart is sad for the countryside

Sadness
waiting for you to come home
The alley is not closed
rain of sadness

Missing you all night long
A slight cough choked in the middle of a sad line

Mom said, she is still healthy
Still eat and sleep like always
Mom said she was fine.
Don't worry, son, there's so much more to do.

I said, yes mom
In this world of many paths, all I need is my mother.
I miss my mother's lullaby
I miss my mother's arms like when I was a child.

Source: https://thanhnien.vn/con-them-tieng-me-ru-noi-tho-cua-hoang-than-185251018183228246.htm