Hear I Speak

I hear the Vietnamese in me
as
the sound of my voice captures
the pinches of Accents
above, between, under
my words
my syllables.

It cuts through
what I call this overriding
tongue swirling to the
melodies of
The Wheels on the Bus
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Each word
pronounced,
sung
how
it's supposed to be. The real way. The correct way.

I hear the Vietnamese in me
and
it sounds so
B-\\E-A.....TI-------FUL.