***monday Morning Poem by HAZEL Calumarde

this morning the sun rises in the east
the same place, the same time as yesterday
there wasn't a change just our promise

for today it becomes more intense
i swear, i was amazed when you kissed me
oh i feel the warm and as i closed my eyes

i saw an angel that hugs me in that cold, cold dawn
under the old waiting shed in that small corner
of Sambag in the small sitio of Cancainap

i wish to see the same morning every Monday
everytime when i leave to the city-66 kilometer away
from my loved family