I will always remember, Mom!
Those happy, beautiful days of the past.
There are storks in folk songs.
A blue kite flew into my childhood.
The moon shines like a dream.
The lamp my mother lit cast a dim light in the night.
A sweet, gentle lullaby.
Silently, the grapefruit blossoms fall by the doorstep.
There was a summer with blazing sunshine.
The river sings a song of love.
Peaceful blue smoke of the evening
A commotion arose amidst the sound of kites soaring in the air.
There is a bright spring with clear skies and clouds.
Butterflies and bees flutter and play among the flowers.
The sky is blue, the song remains forever blue.
The bustling sounds of chickens clucking at midday.
There were many trees with swaying leaves.
The glowing hearth dispels all wind, rain, and storms.
Outside, the wind and rain are cold and harsh.
Beside me, the fire burns warmly, Mother!
Mom! I will never forget.
My mother's frail figure by the lamplight that night.
Mom! It will never happen.
The child has forgotten the sweet milk of days gone by.
Please don't let the days and months pass by.
Because I don't want my mother to get any older.
I'm scared, scared of the darkness.
Erase those peaceful, beautiful years.
Mom, please smile!
My child, your eyes shine as brightly as stars.
A sweet and tender lullaby.
I'm sure I'll never forget this someday.
Thuy Duong - Class 8B - Khanh Yen Secondary School
Source: http://laocai.edu.vn/goc-van-nghe/tho-gui-me-142083









