Wednesday, April 3, 2013

MY HIGH SCHOOL BEST FRIEND



Reminiscing the past
Turning the hands of time
Seeing vividly the younger version of us
I am 12; You are 14

Let’s talk about Me
Coming from the province
The city is a whirlwind
New, exciting but a stranger nonetheless

Let’s talk about U
City girl; and have lots of friends
It’s your haven
It’s your home

But, somehow we clicked
Together we had a blasting fun
Every situations; a comical skit
We laughed crazily; some think we were

Mostly elated
But, we had deep thoughts too
Thou some don’t know; we do cry in private
I miss my best friend; yes, that’s you, Baby O!


-Jojette Asumbrado – Ramos
( Poems – Original Composition )

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