Returning “Home”

A great airplane gives me the wings to fly in the sky.

Blue sky, white clouds,and breezes; all these bring me good luck.

My memories are refreshed.

I come home with a lot of pictures.

This family visit will always stay in my memory.

Sorry father, I have missed you terribly!

 Finally, I have come home again.

When I came out of the gate,I see my Dad tottering forward to hug me.

Year after year, many worries and age had turned his hair white.

For a moment, I knew the meaning of life.

The yearly or the biennial visit is the rainbow on the horizon.

Oh, Mom, your girl returned home, but can only touch your grave.

I am seized with remorse and say good bye.

With my tears, once again, walking away.

I wish I could go back in time to when I was a young girl.

When my mom was home, the house was always noisy,

Full of fun, with cheerful chatting and laughing.

Without her now, I am lonely and I miss her so much.

I know everything has changed, but I can’t put my past behind me.

 I will never forget the happy times I spent with my Mom when I was a young girl.

Time and time again, I go back to look for my dreams.