Dojarog3 Poem by Dorreen Pagayon

In the presence of time,
A destined incident came.
The meeting of five young gals,
With different attitudes flared.

Each with unique styles and likes,
With incomparable skills,
Yet with similarities
That binds them at will.

Do- stands for Doreen
Who’s name stands for “gift”.
She’s hefty and chunky
But can be cheerful or grim.

Her likes are in nature
Like the trees, skies and clouds.
Arts and Math are her interest
Within her heart and mind.

Ja-is for Jane
Who’s always in game.
What ever struggles are there
She’ll strive ‘til the end.

Her hobby holds a pen
And writes her story script.
See her spiky moves
And her fierce athletic skills.

Ro – as in Rochere (rosher)
After her first name Shayne.
She’s the sweet hot cutie
That smiles among the best.

Laugh with her here,
Joke with her there.
Boys can’t resist her,
May they be chubby or thin.

G – G, what could it be?
Why its our dear
Sugar jolly Gelli
She’s the nicest among us all.

She’s got the talent,
And the looks that can’t be ignored.
Try and be close to her,
And you’ll see her cheery self.

But wait, something’s missing?
Hmm…what could it be?
Now I remember why it’s our
Prim sweet 3.

She’s the charming and the kindest,
The silent and shy
She’s our lady-like, Trixie.
Her grace is amidst.

So, those are the 5 young ladies
That are fatedly bound.
Different yet united
Just like chains and beads.

Someday, there comes a time,
That these 5 will part yet
Still the bond is there
To bind them up.

Communicating won’t be easy,
But through their heart they will easily feel,
That each one is close and bounded to the other
As they promised to be.