Struggle Poem by khoirun niam

the only brave oldman
that I could see in ma eyes
he is old enough
the face was built gonelike the rock
at the sea shore
strong aware could I see
whitegrey hair in his old head
that made bebravery
beautiful passion____________
the old man and his field
a farmer dig the soil_______
fight the time ~`lso age
strong carefulfulfill his duty
nothing compare with his worrrrk
the flare of spirit enliving his dy
the brave couragepride spirit
I hopehecould be better live
With the field inhis live
With love and luck____________________________________

the night come with glory

the night come with glory
wind blows neatly
the moonlight and stars spark
at corner of the park