our laughs tumbled around us
as our eyes crinkled in mirth.
and I froze the moment,
crystallizing it in my memory
as the words "god, I love you"
freely fell from my lips.
he caught the soft words
with his own: "I love you,"
and our lips danced in harmony.

I must again tell you,
I Love you.
Though you have grown,
You are still my little ones.
How much it meant to me
When you were my baby,
To hold you in my arms tightly,
While you shrieked delightfully,
Smothering me with your sloppy kisses.
I still remember many hours we spent together,
Leaving my work for later
Watching cartoons,
Blowing bubbles or balloons,
Seeing you play,
Or when you came back from school everyday,
And shared with me what you did,
Made me listen if I did not heed,
I felt blessed.
After bedtime stories,
And goodnight kisses,
Whilst you slept,
Tears of joy I wept
As I touched your angelic face,
My heart skipped from its place,
You would break into a grin with sleepy eyes,
My soul was at peace.
Yes, my brood,
I miss those yesterday's childhood,
Every lovely moments,
I had spent with you was with content.
Now that we are far apart,
My only regret,
Is sharing the same precious moments I did with my little ones,
With my grandchildren.
5/7/2021

I've been to
a place where
the hobos have
no soul
where everything's
jaded
tainted,
bought
with the cost
of a dream,
where ****** cry
plastic tears,
where fears
rule people,
like Caesar over
Rome; like turf
In the
Astrodome.

Oh someday,
someday baby,

we'll all be
home

A low-flying helicopter
took minds off
a fiery mountain
about to collapse

tempers,
were restless volcanoes,
on a simple issue, dared explode
precious serenity crumbled.


brushes of April winds, fanned
dying embers of bonfire-d days,
revived, and turned them into waves
of red and orange.

hours passed so slow,
silent fires, brightly glowed
all day long......in the mind,
chaos was resurrected.

it was evening in the living room
windows were widely opened,
yet, the whole house was an oven,
everything was hot......hot words,
hot temperature...hot eyes...hot heads
the heat conquered...dwelt in the heads.

soul, became a still life next to the wall
heart rebelled.....vowed never to fall.
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sally b

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
   July 5, 2021