Illustration: Sage. |
Skinny hands mending clothes in the past
Stitch each stitch to fit the baby's sleep
Summer noon, mother's shadow withers
The fan swings to lull you to sleep
Cold winter
Mother sits and mends the days of attachment
Skinny hands by the Thuong river bank
Take your child through all the hardships
Bamboo banks still shade the village
The oars paddle dreamily across the river
Homeland of vast mist and smoke
Silently searching for mother's shadow in the distant wilderness
Afternoon sun fades
The incense smoke I burned suddenly blurred the horizon
Mom! tears are full
My shirt is full of needle marks without patches.
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