Until When...

A spring afternoon,

lying on the grass meadow

my soul drifting

with the clouds

wondering what you're doing,

where you are now?

The larks are singing

Spring’s in the air

the wind is dancing

with flowers lovely and fair.

A beautiful day,

yet I feel empty

for you are not here,

but light years away...

in the webs of memories.

But your smile always with me 

till the rivers no longer flow,

the sun no longer rise and set

the stars no longer twinkle

will my heart ever forget...

vương thanh
09.2017