Happiness openness within
Listened to all my bubblings and mumblings
Like a spring after the drought
Amused of my rattlings
Sincere on your inquiries
My soul is touched
Like smelling the fragrance of a flower
You giveth something
I supposed it’s called friendship
My soul seemed to leap of joy
Thank you friend for standing with me
Poetry is the
language of my soul
But somehow you can see thru it
Amazed by your wit and words
Something giddy inside, watching and wanting your
audience always
-Jojette Asumbrado-Ramos
(Poems – Original Composition)
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