DAWN IN MY VILLAGE

A lovely lonely field
With dark greenly grass
Topped with glowing dew tips
Sparkling in the laughter of sun.
Nature refuse to uncover
The blanket of fog,
This is the dawn in my village
An unforgettable sweet memory
Bound all hearts
In a nostalgic mood.
Now it’s all gone
Living in the jungle of smoke and smog
With no moisture of love around
Only the suffocation of being alone,
With the company of roaring wild hot desert winds
In the lonely night of solitude.
But those cherishing memories pats me

In all my sleep, in all my dreams,
Like the sweet smile of my loving mother,
Who hugs me with all her love.