
Picture by Xiaoxian
The days when we were together
So far away
Like a breath of wind
But still echoing
We went across the land
From West to East
From mountains to rivers
In China
Hand in hand
Hundreds of pictures
Showing your
Foot path
And hundreds of flowers
Blossoming in my heart
Old days flying away
Coming the day we say goodbye
Life is the trip
We depart from
Our beloved
And a journey
We walk on alone
And lonely
Oh I wish I am a bird
Which can fly
To anywhere freely
And meet
My old good days
In the sunshine
And meet my beloved
In the end
Nancy
September 23,2021