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THE MORNING AFTER

Sorrow greets sadness here, The morning after steers. Why all this teary feel That oozes a reveal? ~~~~~~~~~ Deep impact stays huge loss As a lost rhyme feeds toss. Why all this sudden sighs That surge in blurry eyes? ~~~~~~~~~ Each to a set routine Of living our calling. Why this emotive trace That seems so out of place? ~~~~~~~~~ But sad reminders stay As echoes line the day. Why the waves of sorrow Even on the morrow? ~~~~~~~~~ Monday waves a sad look As sober rawness books. Why all this stormy flood In surge of sad sad blood? ~~~~~~~~~ On the streets people stride To ply and pay life's ride. Why this bitter-sweet taste That lingers sad not haste? ~~~~~~~~~ Yet bereft we focus On that living locus. Why all these afterthoughts That loiter in old plots? ~~~~~~~~~ Why is the answer then: To questions life transcends! Too soon, all things must pass Yet true honour outlasts. ~~~~~~~~~ Leon Enriquez 30 March 2015 Singapore

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Date: 3/31/2015 3:28:00 PM
Nice write!
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Leon Enriquez
Date: 4/1/2015 5:09:00 AM
Dear Anna: Thank you. Leon
Date: 3/31/2015 1:04:00 PM
You prod for answers, leaving us to ponder at what is already hinted at. At the end, you offer us the path to follow. All the best, Leon. // paul
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Leon Enriquez
Date: 4/1/2015 5:09:00 AM
Dear Paul: Thank you my friend. Leon