86 My 15th Leaf
86.
My 15th Leaf
Pulled thee from a fruit
Tiny from crown's root
Poses like dagger
Head of its master
Guess – it's “pineapple”!
Just bought by father
Or maybe mother
Sold by some vendor
Grown by some farmer
For every eater
First Day Twenty Twelve
On this solemn eve
Almost second day
No time for delay
First Sunday near end
Among the thirteen
Fruits midnight dinin'
Tradition they lay
On plastic pink tray
The table center
Imperfect New Year
But somehow it's dear
Firecrackers zero
Even sparklers no
Yet, full and happy!
-01/01/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
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