Springtime Love Words Poem by Thanh-Thanh NhuanLe

I suddenly feel strangely nostalgic
Each time the swallows soar overhead.
Looking up I think it's our native sky, above
Emerald bamboos, golden rice widespread.

If you get back there take my deep thought
To the pretty river in the full moonlight,
The green reeds under the spring sun,
Each noisy wave stirring the sea at night.

The looming mountainsides at dusk,
The dying beams, the glimmers bland,
Like a painting with pervasive smoke
At sunset - So picturesque our native land!

If you get back there send my true words.
After ten years abroad I am drifting still;
So many budding times have come again,
I have silently cried by myself on the sill.

It is late in winter, it is dead cold;
Losing one‘s country is losing one's range.
From thousand miles away, my love;
Once exiled, earth and sky are to change.

You go back there convey my best wishes
With full feeling and whole heart of mine
For peace and happiness for everybody
While awaiting the dear dawn's shine.