51. Days of Remembrance

Days and nights fly away
In different shapes the moon displays
The sun rises in variations
The universe endlessly keeps action

Dream to my native land
Recall the vast abundant rice plains
Waterfalls, lakes and rivers
Mountains and green forests forever

The hard working days
Yearning efforts in my life's journey
Bear on the ancestors' will
To show the great merit with full skill   

Valuable time of stories
Spread seeds upon the soil of glory
For the new solid heirs
Pursue motherland's love with care

Should I return to native land
Those old stories could not withstand
Those great times went by
The yellowed pictures stick in my mind

Xaysouvanh Phengphong
3 September 2004