Treasure Island

bonifacio alba

(February 18,1952 / Baybay, Leyte)

Appreciate The Bounties


My hope seems a flickering light
With desperation trying to put out
The brightness of the way ahead
-As guide in facing the task in life.

And you come to me at the right time
Giving me inspiration to regain
The courage to face the trials
And remake the shattered dreams.

You're the light of my way...
To see again the beauty of life
And appreciate the bounties
-Around the wonders in sight.

Yes... you also carry my load
And make it lighter to move...
Makes you a real Friend in me
That gives mirth till morn.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 23, 2013
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