Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Lyric

Inay

The sun has beautified
once again my shadow.

Underneath its fingers, 
on a field where all are being made 
immortals, my shadow 
spreads out like scroll of time. 

‘Tween the sun and the shadow stand 
my thoughts, staring at the blue stone
where my breath first blushed. 

With love as bright 
as noonday light,
I know nothing will change, none will 
ever care my heart as she did.

The sun glows as much… 
and the rosy dust on my shadow 
is her beautiful aura.

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Ernilando Tugaff March 10, 2009 at 4:53 AM Your poem reminds me of my mother. I want to go home. This is a warm tribute to your mom. " I once had a dear old mother, I love her tenderly...for if you lost your mother, you lost the best of all", a line from Mother Song. Ernilando

Michael Jordan December 30, 2008 at 7:45 PM Ernesto this poem is beautiful - God Bless, MJ

Sara Zahed December 30, 2008 at 6:58 AM This is a lovely poem to your mother...She must be proud...tc...Sara...