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The sun shines upon

both the rich and the poor

it distributes its light evenly

the former doesn't receive more
.
Morning doves cooing
Neighborhood singing in mist
Both songs from elsewhere
.
Would you eat
something called
a chicken dumping?
Well I use to,
three older brothers and a sister
I ate mostly dumplings!
The greatest love story is when you fall in love with an unexpected person, in the most unexpected time, in the most unexpected place, and in the most unexpected way.
We walked the walk with 5 other friends
held you safe and secure to the very end
lay you softly asleep until the morning you awake
we said our farewells unto your gods keeping you take
we gave loving tales, loved till the very end
walked back empty handed me and 5 other friends
Moods are in synch once again
with this monsoon season
raindrops come with threads of pain,
maybe there's a good reason
why pain...rhymes with rain.

there's pen and paper
here...there...everywhere
for, when rain pours
is when my poetry flows
softly weeping its woes
like ice...that quietly thaws.
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sally b

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
July 2020
(just a poem)
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