The scene is a deserted white sand beach (Sunshine Beach) we visited a few weeks ago in Dinadiawan, Aurora, Philippines. The awesome beach is about an hour north of Baler.
My first visit to the home country after my retirement.
the journey begins wherever we may be... the train won’t leave, unless we say so, for the future
The evening breeze not as refreshi… And the silvery moon not as bright Behind dark clouds, stars are hidi… But I’m with you; so, lovely is t… When without you, something is mis…
Skimming the calm ocean surface Hovering then flapping its wings The gray pelican hunts for food Predator in the scheme of things Swiftly an arrow up the skies
worry and panic drag us down towards misery and despair often, we wear a big frown and love we can’t even share there’s no joy in the air
Our butterfly! how she has grown Eighteen she’ll be, so full of gra… No longer small, no longer known As just the child with sweetest fa… So cute she was, a joy to see
When I was a young teen, she was… She knew all about me, because I… Knew all my skeletons, on her I c… Ain’t my sweetheart, just a really… As always, life intervenes, and we…
His whole world ended; it was yest… His hopes for tomorrow quickly per… When the love of his life passed a… His dreams, like a thin mist, vani… She’ll always be the lady of his y…
A few blocks away lived a grumpy o… He’s a loner, miserly tightwad, wh… Then he got older Dementia took over He forgot where he hid the cash, t…
Many mistakes we’ve made; one too… Undo them! if only we’re young aga… Sadly no reruns, life’s not a movi… Consequences forever will remain If we been around, there’s things…
Someday... someone… Will wander into your life She’ll rock your world; turn it up… She’ll put an end… To all of your emotional strife
Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…
As dusk turns to dawn; day into ni… Our lives unfold thus; minute by m… Some brilliant as the early mornin… Others so somber, melancholy grips… We count the leaves in the tree of…
In the twilight of my life I’ve more yesterdays than tomorrow… I reminisce about the past And recall moments of joys and sor… I think about my days of youth
Our past life, it matters not When our misdeeds are forgiven With a clean slate, we start afres… And with eyes clear, we see heaven… Forget the past? Never must we!
She loved the night’s gentle breez… As it touched her moonlit face Behind her, her arms he squeezed Eyes skyward, thoughts lost in sp… She leant back feeling at ease