Fort San Pedro Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

"The rays of the moon
shines at the roof of my room
and I recall the nights
of long ago...
when we were walking
in a far away place by the sea
strolling along its streetlights
while we hold hand in hand
with people passing by
at times we hear soft voices
and sweet songs in the square
all these in complete harmony
with the distant stars
I know...
we will never visit
that place again
for those were nights
nurtured by the rain and skies
while birds nestled in their
tender domain...
and the moon silently
watching us."