Marites C. Cayetano Poems

What is there in the night?
only darkness...

the flowers, the trees are the same...
...

Untill yesterday
I had billions of money
I got tired of sitting and counting
so I gave them away.
...

The story tellers
of different language
of different clothes
of different color
...

Be the man of my dream
don't make me work
don't make me sweat
kiss my hand
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Just let me rise
let me shine
because this is my time.
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too much rain
worries the farmer
peaches pale.
...

Wait
until the fruit is fully ripe
so you can taste
its sweetness.
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rain breaks
birds on electric wires
do re me.
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young swallows
leave early this morning
first journey.
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