Afternoon scent

The wind falls sideways touching your eyes
The sunset cluster sheds dew on thin shoulders

Lullaby of Broken River Clouds
Lost in the land of wind and dreams in the heart

The countryside afternoon smells of smoke from the fields
Lullaby of memories by the river of dreams

Kite wings poetry
Fly with the wind, the clouds drifting

Desolation touches my soul
The afternoon falls, clinging to the faded golden thread.
NGUYEN DUC BA

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