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November 1 on the calendar of time, is All Saint’s Day

To our lost loved and dear ones a day of remembering

Bring flowers to their graves, light candles, say prayers

And watched them wither and melt till midnight is over.

November 2, on the other hand is All Soul’s day

Same thing we did here yearly, it is like get-together

Immediate families, relatives and good friends

Shows the unforgettable acts by them to ponder.

A feast throughout the world that everyone celebrates

Happy playing kids, eating, running aroundthe lawn

Adults playing cards, exchanging news and chats

Sometimes I think is itright to be happy to celebrate?

Perhaps it is right, through these days we set aside

Leave all things, work and class to meet at the park

Like the birth of Christ, December 25, day not changed

Unlike some holidays, birth and death can’t be replaced

Meaning they were fixed to our memories to celebrate

To be happy or be merry it depends upon, to you, to me.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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Moment In Time

Picture of the flame that squeeze the juice
Joy of the spirits, begins a new generation
Forgotten existence, not a fairy-tale, a legend
Able, ready to reiterate cycle of creation.

September
11, 1984, at 11:55 pm, a baby was born in Morong General Hospital,
Philippines. The mother was fighting, holding, waiting to have her be
delivered earlier or after that date. That was the birthday of the then
Philippines president, Ferdinand E. Marcos. Afraid that she will be, as
brave and as tough of the intelligent, strong leader of the country,
because she wanted a baby girl, sweet lady, a real mom to be as she
grows old. But she really came to the world five minutes before day
changed. And now she’s here, celebrating her 23rd birthday. Maybe some
of the traits and characters of that strong man she has. But anyway, it
helped a lot, and a benefit. Now she’s already a mom, too. And on her
birthday these lines was dedicated to her.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY

“SWEET CHILD OF MINE”

CANDID DOWN TO EARTH
YOU’RE TAGGED SO MEAN
NASTY TALKS LIKE ROTTEN YOKES
WICKED, TO DUMP YOU PUSH
AND HATE TO HEAR, YOU AVOID

DARING YOU WERE I CAN RECALL
INFANTILE FOR A LADY YOU LEAD
NOT AFRAID TO FACE CERTAINTY
STEP ON OTHERS YOU NEVER DO

TRUSTWORTHY AND FAITHFUL
SERVICES EXECUTED IN BURST.
WIELD YOUR PREEMINENT ENDEAVOR
CARRY OUT STRATEGIC STYLES

HIGH STANDARD PERFORMANCE
IS WHAT YOU WANT TO PERCEIVE
PERFECTIONIST YOU ARE
REASONABLE NOT TO BE CONTENTED
YOUR DEEDS CAN BE GUARANTEED
THAT SUPERIOR FEELS INSECURE.

TO THOSE WHO KNOW, UNDERSTANDS
A TREASURE, A GEM, SPARKLES IN DARK
YOU ARE THAT FOR SURE OUT STAND.
LIKE DIAMOND, TOUGH AND BRILLIANT.

BEHIND THOSE TRAITS WHEN YOU’RE NOT OUT
IF AT YOUR HOME, YOUR CASTLE DOME
LOVE-ABLE, CHARMING SWEET WIFE
CARING MOTHER TO A CUTE HEALTHY CHILD.

BRAIN AND BEAUTY THAT WAS YOU ARE
THOUGHTFUL SIS, A RESPECTFUL GRANDCHILD
WAS NEVER NURTURED WHEN YOUNG
AT YOUR AGE, KNEW THE REASON WHY.

I AM PROUD OF YOU TO BE A CHILD
WHO KNOWS HOW TO VALUE LIFE
CAN STAND ALONE I KNEW FROM THE START
LEADERSHIP, BRAVENESS, BUT SOFTNESS FOUND
I KNEW THOSE WELL BECAUSE YOU ARE

MY CHILD
“SWEET ANGEL OF MINE”

SOUL MATES

Settled down not on time nor to well-matched

Carried away by flirting joy, eyes and smiles

Burning sensations not a hindrance nor barred

To feel tenderness they, were sweet sublime.

Vibrations might lead to feeling uncontrolled

Altered by the diabolic power that was everyone

Who felt, who suffered, can see nothing, no one

But that untouched evolution of the genes of human.

No conflicts no, no quarrels they go along well

In progression, desolation, anguish, despair

In magnificence, brilliance and splendor of life

Both contribute, go halves the portion, they share.

Strange but true it happened on earth

While two unknown far to each other

Into different places they were born

But when they meet their heart just beat.

Fast and powerful murmurs sweet and strong

Love played their song they can’t control

True it’s undeniable, unbelievable, unexplainable

Two hearts, two people, souls mates they call..

myangel168

Making Love….

Man meets woman in their own time

Unexpected, both seem to be on line

The same waves, they were likewise

And that of course we called

……LOVE …can’t be denied..

They get in touch, all day all night

Bothered by an emotion, ‘twas felt so fast

The two decide to take a chance

Up they go around and as one,

Climb peaks and hills so soft so warm.

Tremendous shakes and volts that was

From the flesh, from the blood that comes

So hard, so bright, that was to shine

A piece of salami for the cat to dine.

Tastes sweet and juicy so wet and wild.

A battle field the pad looked like……

Total wreck the ship collides……

The anchor dropped and sailing gets rough

Hard strokes, heavy push on and off…

Up and down the captain has done

A heroine on war reveals smile…

Glorified and gracious the hero was

He shook his head to feel the prize

That has just been won over the cry.

Tired, weak, both bodies were…

But never contest nor complains arise

All that was heard were deep sighs

A sign of contentment to what was done.

A sweet momentum for a man and a woman…

The binding spirit that was meant to be want

Where we all originated and we became men

The glory thus was called ‘’making- love’’.

myangel168

I was reading my e-mail from the Honorable Ms. Au Villamayor, the Angono town mayor, my kumare”when i saw a newly added friend with a very familar name the same honorable, our ex-mayor,   SATURNINO  TIAMSON, but a young man with a kid and am sure the wife. An  insident, many years ago, flash backed that fast to my mind and to be sure of what im feeling, i sent a message that goes this way:               
reminiscing the past

To:               
saturnino      
Date:     Wednesday, 19 September, 2007 8:46 PM      
Subject:    reminiscing the past      
Message:    Dearest Saturnino,
Are your nicknamed jun-jun? I am just curious if you were the young son of our late ex-mayor Hon. Saturnino V. Tiamson. Were you the one who studied at Angono National High School, way back many years ago? Were you the one who was in troubled then by the notorious students of our government high school that was built through the heroic deeds and efforts of your late father? Do you recall a situation in your high school days that they run after you one time when you were on your way home? How those bad boys were trying to maul you? That a certain man, ad his family helped you? It happened in Carebi Subdivision Angono,Rizal.
Well, if you were him, i would like to let you know that i am the wife of that man. We were the one who helped you. And was called by your Dad to visit the municipal hall to convey his appreciation and gratitude to have helped you. And that which we ca do to anyone in need.
And i was very surprised that you were already a father now too. Imagine how days go o so fast. I’m happy about your good life together with your family. Good man like your Dad deserves to be happy.
I would like to hear from you soon if you were that boy.I am the one who hold you in our terrace along 4th St. while my husband and my two young sons then helped their dad to control the naughty boys. And would like to inform you that my husband was also like your dad to be now in the hands of the Lord.
I am not staying here regularly. If you’re registered at yahoo please send me your user id. This is one of my user ids. I am happy to talk to you. Can i expect from you?

Friendly yours,
Jessie      

    And in only a few hours later i received a response that made me so glad, there goes the letter:      
From:

saturnino
Date:  Thursday, 20 September, 2007 12:58 AM Subject: hi Message: hi ms jessie.how are you,by the way i am that boy..=)im so glad while im reading ur message actually napaiyak p ako,kasi my mga taong katulad nyo na nakakaalala at nakatulong s amin at s akin=)im already a father and im here in hongkong,im working as a musician and band leader of hongkong disneyland band,my yahoo address is tiamson_saturn@yahoo.com….hows angono?ur family?…anyway i have a vacation leave here and il be in angono on october 16 -19 and then il go to batangas wer my wife lives,thank you po kasi kung ala kayao nun malamang ala n ako ngayon=)anyway pinatawd na namin yung mga taong nanakit sa akin..and i hope magkita po tayo pag uwi ko..see you =)and keep in touch

The next night were already chatting.

Dear Saturnino,
Just like you i am very happy, it’ was you and you were already a very stable young father. Much to say that if you had  a sudden tear fall, so do i. I  can’t imagine that after  those long years you are now are dad too. My whole family witnessed how happy i am. They saw tears of joy. Hope you follow the  footsteps of your dad as a noble man, but not as a politician.   
I wish you the best of everything, extend my regards to your prettty wife.

Love and care,
Jessie

The world was truly a small place, especially through modern technology like this. ”VIVA FRIENDSTER.”
HELLO .. you there friends out there i would like to be among your friends. Share ideas, experiences, beliefs and my style of poetry and writings.   

DAWN..NOON…SUNSET..

Bright, yellow, striking sharp rays, side of the earth reveals
Birth new life as to human being, both earth and men, day begins.
Innocence, none to do but to play, filled days with laughter, 
Noise pleasing, tickling to parent’s, new life has just to make a name. 

Golden sun that symbolizes mankind,
Blessings, scattered, spread for good
At early morning like shining rays of sun,
Called dawn, the early bird catches the worm.

Noon, middle of the day, golden rays has it warmest
The peak, the highest, the top, when sun was there its hot
But when it rains, its cold, surrounding is dark
Can’t move freely, can’t do very well, the feeling is bad..

To life at noon time must have done something to say
Sub-way to the path were one had to lead a life to bound
Delicate, complicated, precarious it will mean the world
Painted red…blue….yellow… black or rainbow
Wayward, for himself, will make-up his mind.

Sunset, the ultimate of day, finished, accomplished
All works, all tasks the target should have achieved
If weather is fine good to gaze, stare while sunset
But if it rains, nothing to perceive, nothing to appreciate.

To mankind the launching of life you lead, life you will live
The remaining days that one got  , good or bad, he had decide
It is beyond control, no, not one can hold, like sunset for sure will end,
Life of a man is like the day, DAWN, NOON and SUNSET.