Chin land, mountainous land.............
Sky is light ble and the cloud like misty....
The flats are running between the mountains...
Live together, help each other...
We might poor, we enjoy in this land...
My parents born there, but they can't stay there at the rest of their life...
I LOVE MY LAND....
This is really cool!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is beautiful. I love my home, too. I think your family must have a lot of courage to start over here. I imagine that it must be hard to miss home, but we're glad you are here.
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