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Vol. 5 &6 12 / 2001 |
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POEMS OF LOVES
Henry Pham
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MERRY CHRISTMAS There is nothing more beautiful Than Christmas, There is nothing more beautiful Than the love Of Jesus Christ. We are now in the silent night Praying and wishing Thinking and hoping To a beautiful future With Peace and Doves, With food and love To every people to enjoy. There is nothing sweeter Than Christmas, The sweet night of winter, With Jesus Christ as our lover, With snow and music, And there is nothing more poetic Than Christmas! Merry Christmas to all of you, Friends and neighbors Accept the beautiful flowers Of snow in the Winter night, Accept the wonderful love Of Jesus Christ! And from Asia to America, From Europe to Africa, We are praying with the same heart For love and Peace on the earth, And there is nothing more beautiful Than Christmas! |
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Listen Don't say anything, just listen To your lovely mom and dad. They never make you sad, But give you love and joy. Don't say anything, just listen To your friends and neighbors, They are the good educators Who can by their wonderful acts, Give you the good examples in life. Don't say anything, just listen To your trustful conscience, And with your mindful patience, You can live in trust and kindness. Don't say anything, just listen To the voice of God, And go into the right way. Be sure that what He says Will give you Faith and Peace, And bring you to the highest Clouds in Paradise Don't say anything, Just listen to the voice of Love! |
Autumn The leaves fall In this foggy morning, The birds stop singing, A breeze caresses my face, And the willows of the terrace Spread their long hairs On the limpid river, And the morning air Is fresh as the breath Of a lover. I walk silently In this autumn morning. You come slowly, I heard the leaves falling As you stepped on them calmly. I spread my arms, And I feel warm Being with you this morning. The birds stop singing The leaves stop falling. I hear nothing but a kiss So lovely ad so sweet Brings me to the highest sky. We are not two but one, With you the fall is now so bright, I am no longer alone With you In the freshness of autumn. |