To dear to forget
Housed beneath the teak woods,
On the hill overviewing the Samdrup Jongkhar city.
Leaves are afresh dewing with morning raindrops,
Except for monkeys , rest is simply quite.
A bygone weeks , busy and sweaty days,
Lovely , cheerful and diligent friends .
Hectic days yet splendid moments behold,
There is a longing which makes me cold.
Somewhere afar , i can feel her patience waits,
Sooner I may return to you arms .
Happy I am coming home,
But so long as I may hear the dungsam river sings.
I may also yearn her voice until I come back again.
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