My fiancée, Charlotte, with my parents (Christmas 2004)
July 2
Tahan na, aking mahal;
Kaunting tiis na lang,
At ako’y pauwi na.
Kahit ubod ng bagal,
Kahit panay ang bilang,
Kahit lagi’ng pagluha…
Tibay—ating dasal.
July 3
Anuma’ng aking gawin,
’ka’y laging nasa isip,
’kaw ang tibok ng puso,
’ka’y init ng damdamin,
’ka’y tanging panaginip,
Kasama sa 'king plano,
Repleks’yon sa salamin.
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Home is not where I am; it's where my thoughts and feelings dwell.
1 Comments:
At Tuesday, July 05, 2005 12:23:00 AM, Anonymous said…
Mom looks older (still a beauty)... Dad looks like you (uncanny)... Fiance (priceless)...
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