145 My 29th Leaf

145.

My 29th Leaf



Picked thee head level

From bamboo bundle

Beside eight of us

It's sort of wild grass

Behold this “Chinese Bamboo!”



As Ante Bing said

By them it's planted

Capuso family

The owner of thee

I'm with 6 batchmates



Twenty-third of June

Sky's speaking a rune

Nimbus were coming

Was about raining

About 3 PM



Beside a dam deep

Wherein no one should creep

It's an upland

Metres from farmland

In Aglalana



Tolada active

For month elusive

But need not be tired

If moment inspired

Batchmates rebonding.



-06/23/2012

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection
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