When Something Special Happens again
We were worlds apart, yet when words were selected
Something special happened, and we became elected
We chatted about our families, us in generalisation
Our works, our likes, our wants, to familiarisation
Next thing we knew, I, flight booked, nigh on 8000 miles
Upon landing at 'Ninoy' to be met with hundreds of smiles
McBlimey, I said to myself, is Eloisa amidst those faces
Even my eyes focusing in, struggling their radar traces
On the exiting from arrivals, I heard a sweet voice say
"James" as I turned around, my focus in smiling stay
Taxi pickup, hotel bound, with chitter chatter, we're sound
Week to week passing we're sweet, on Philippine ground
Intramuros, Batangas, Santa Rosa, and onto Lake Taal
Me loving Volcano's, we Tagaytay, looking down in thrall
Having seeing the aforementioned, to Manila we'd head back
So, so hard to leave this lush, and so hope there's no wrack
I'm now standing in the middle of the road, waving goodbye
She never turned, turnaround, we two, too emotional in cry
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2025
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