I was a grade one boy
April wind whistling from Palilan river
when mama was coming home from remote
elementary school in Sinacaban Barrio as
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very nice poem Kuya...although i was not in the world yet, nor even concieved yet....it shows on how you dreamed of by looking at your kite flying guided by Mama...keep up the good work......
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very nice poem Kuya...although i was not in the world yet, nor even concieved yet....it shows on how you dreamed of by looking at your kite flying guided by Mama...keep up the good work......