Water's Edge Where Memories Float Down the Stream
When I look at yonder sky in the setting sun
while walking on a path by the water’s edge
following memories as it floats down the stream,
I saw tinged autumnal leaves beckoning me
on the hill behind my old home.
The footmarks piled to grow high as my height
and they sway in the chilling wind
with reeds by a marshland,
I am standing by a riverside
that I left behind my home
reddened in the evening glow.
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Su Ben | Year Posted 2015
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