115 My 28th Leaf
115.
My 28th Leaf
Plucked thee on leg high
Some tombs are nearby
People are mourning
Sunshine is scorching
A kind of “grass fern”
By nature it's born
So soil to adorn
Planted by no one
Owned by everyone
I'm with some mourners
April Eleven
During internment
It was time of noon
Teacher buried soon
Picked this while standing
On cemetery
Dumarao county
Few metres away
Where Ma'am Zen's tomb lay
Side sarcophagus
Teacher's memorial
From her day's burial
Guidance Counselor
My precious mentor
Ma'am Macalipay.
-04/11/1012
(Dumarao)
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