Dinkadow Pho Soup
Out of time,
into remembering the fun
and getting back to it.
Slowly my bock see,
a psychologist doctor of course,
talks with me about,
delegating my depression into fun.
Searching for The Monkey King,
searching for Bow Com,
The Vietnamese Judge.
I try very hard to have fun,
in my own world of Paris By Night.
Fun outside my new bedroom,
fun eating spring rolls and
fun listening to Vietnamese radio,
over the internet for free.
Cam Mon and Thank You doctor!
Out of time now,
into having fun again,
Vietnamese and English,
will always be apart of,
my chocolate milk mix of happiness.
poem by Jackie Anderson
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