Thursday, August 2, 2007

Original Poem

The baby grew up in the golden place...

In the Golden Place somewhere
In the Philippines
A man was born
It was summer so the fields turn into gold.

”Oh my Baby!” A mother cried
The baby was stepping in a quaggy
Mud playing with his toys
That the father gave him

In the petite, but vivacious house
Near the sanguine people
With the simple lifestyle, but happy
Near a wide wonderful field

There the Baby grew up and now a Man
He has an abstruse attitude
Because he wants to stand on His own.

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