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Family Love

 

Family Love

Soft wind touches the coconut, mango, papaya, and others branches

Swinging back and forth just like someone fanning our evening garden

As the strong hot sun from afternoon heat gradually cools

It is the best time for our family to be together after dinner

Sitting outside on the landing by the garden

Where father planted a group of jasmine plants

Cool breeze in the evening after sun set

Creates the steam of jasmine fragrance in our direction

Our little family with father, mother and children

Sit close together, telling each other stories

We become the center of universe

That others would envy hearing

Laughing and talking of this little group of creatures on earth

We would wait for the moon to rise

Until the bright full moon appeared in the deep dark blue sky

Suddenly the laughing and talking disappeared

Leaving the sound of crickets singing and the frogs croaking

In the rhythmic harmony of nature

We all sat tightly close to each other

Listening to our father telling us a story

Before we would retire to bed

Mother went back inside the house

She came back with a delicious Thai desert for us

A taste that no one can compete with

She used the jasmine syrup to prepare the desert

The aroma of jasmine syrup mixed with coconut cream

Fresh from our coconut tree

The diced fresh fruits with

Crushed ice on top that cools our souls

Mother loves with her wit and hands

Creating a heaven on earth for five little girls

Begging for more we all wait

Sometimes we even love mother’s desert more than father’s story

On the day that the moon leaves us

The deep dark blue sky fills with sparking little stars

The night becomes darker

With the sound of our dog howling

Making us chilled to the spine

Five little girls sit even closer together

Father teases us with ghost and Dracula stories

We hug each other bound tightly

The bond of our love so great

The fear from the outside world disappears

Father, mother laugh to see us chilled

They are embracing us from the fear

It forms a circle of love

Of the lives well lived

Ing-On Vibulbhan-Watts, Saturday, December 18, 2011, 11:06 PM

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