265 My 43rd Leaf

265.

My 43rd Leaf



Removed thee from tree

It's sturdy and tall

I think not native

Looks familiar but

Do not know its name



By the Trappist monks

Who live by in there

Or just a planter

Folk or foreigner

Don't know who planted



About to enter

The souvenir shop

Where we bought some goods

About 3 o'clock

On way to the wharf



Just in front the shop

Selling souvenirs

Foods and rosaries

Decors and softdrinks

A monastery



On field trip again

But first time in there

With Crim. 2 students

A new experience

That I should treasure!



-04/01/2014

(Dumarao)

*My Toladas Collection
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