202 My 32nd Leaf
202.
My 32nd Leaf
Got thee from burial
After funeral
It's green in color
Not from a flower
It's a sort of “fern”
Handled by my aunt
With few flowers count
For grandma who's dead
With white hairs on head
Neighbors and kin with
April Twenty-Two
It is summer too
Two o'clock about
Requiem mass we're out
While to tomb heading
On middle of way
Where Lola should lay
Dumarao graveyard
Sarcophagus hard
Towards our clan's graves
Bye Lola Edith!
No more you can sit
Hope to see later
Or maybe sooner
Beloved Lola!
-04/23/2013
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
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