One day,
He’s going to sit down
and write a letter
to all the good folks he’s known,
and to try and thank them all,
for the great times together.
Though so apart they’ve grown.
One day, he’s going to write a letter
to all the good friends he’s known, one day,
and it will be a long one.
He’s going to thank,
that guitar player
and all those tough guys
who said he was a weakling.
He tried to burn bridges
and he knew he let some good things go.
One day,
He’s going to write a letter
to all the enemies he’s known-
one day, and it won't be a long one.
From that place
all the way to Yorkshire,
from New York,
to his home.
His family and friends are scattered,
like leaves from an old Santol.
Some are weak, some are strong.
One day.
Adapted From NY, CGI by: Jude
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ReplyDelete5 stars for the poetry btw.
one day balang araw
ReplyDeletei'll sit down uupo ako
magsusulat ako and write me a letter
to thank silang
cavite, and tagaytay
and biak-na-bato as well
though i never was
a student of john, paul and ringo
(though i did smoke with george,
and the guitar man, and
the iron man who ran
the tumbling show...)
nice pic, fellow leaf
are you the kind with the
butlig-butlig?
pati na rin si Mrs. Lacanilao. Pag-nabasa niya ito, itatanong niya anak niya: "Met, bakit mo pinakawala yung batang iyan?"
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