Article: A Poet To His Mother
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A Poet To His Mother
I may have not been too vocal in the past
Of my respect and love?for they are so vast
An old ballad sings: "Some good things never last"
But in me, O Mother, may you put your trust
My childhood memories with you and Father
Are in my heart well-kept?be lost they'll never
Our countless strolls in Luneta and Ongpin
Were magical as the lamp of Aladdin
Your well-cried tears and heartily shed laughter
Till my twilight I will always remember
To be happy for and love one another
You taught us how?my lovely sisters and me
Forgiveness in our hearts, you said, should be free
The reason we persevere to be better
The pains and sacrifices that you've been through
I sha...
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