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Sep 2019
Plucked thee on leg high
Some tombs are nearby
People are mourning
Sunshine is scorching
A kind of “grass fern”

By nature it’s born
So soil to adorn
Planted by no one
Owned by everyone
I’m with some mourners

April Eleven
During internment
It was time of noon
Teacher buried soon
Picked this while standing

On cemetery
Dumarao county
Few metres away
Where Ma’am Zen’s tomb lay
Side sarcophagus

Teacher’s memorial
From her day’s burial
Guidance Counselor
My precious mentor
Ma’am Macalipay.

-04/11/1012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
My Poem No. 115
Jose Radin Llorca Garduque
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Jose Radin Llorca Garduque  32/Other/Philippines
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