Mary Joy Lumanog

Rookie - 4 Points (July 28,1983 / Bacolod City, Philippines)

For Ian - Poem by Mary Joy Lumanog

They say you can't meet a man with a good heart...
They say there's no one whose worthy to have them...

I know that in this life we can only see...
Those that what an eyes can see...
Not by what a heart can do...
To know the true of you...

Maybe I'm just lucky...
Maybe your one of a million you...
I thought it's a joke...
But here you are now...
Telling me how precious you are to me...
Just like a saint sent from heaven to me...


Comments about For Ian by Mary Joy Lumanog

  • (5/7/2010 4:09:00 PM)


    Hi Mary,

    Now this is an opena nd heartfelt poem that conveys both your thoughts and emotions well... yes we can all pinch ourselves when we are in the arms of lovers, gazing up at them and listening to their whispered words. So true to life too... you have to search hard to find them and can feel blessed when you do!

    An uplifting poem that has irish eyes smiling indeed! I am sure your saint has a halo and guides you with its light... all through the days and nights!

    Very good!

    Dale :)
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  • (5/7/2010 4:07:00 PM)


    Hi Mary,

    Now this is an opena nd heartfelt poem that conveys both your thoughts and emotions well... yes we can all pinch ourselves when we are in the arms of lovers, gazing up at them and listening to their whispered words. So true to life too... you have to search hard to find them and can feel blessed when you do!

    An uplifting poem that has irish eyes smiling indeed! I am sure your saint has a halo and guides you with its light... all through the days and nights!

    Very good!

    Dale :)
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  • (5/7/2010 4:02:00 PM)


    Hello Mary,

    This is a very sweet and heartfelt poem, that conveys not only your thoughts but your emotions well. Yes it is so nice to have 'The one' in your arms looking up at you, whispering nice things. Sometimes you do have to pinch yourself lol! I think Irish eyes are smiling here as you gaze upon your saint, with halo intact and guiding. A very open and joyous poem but has a great reflection on life too, in the fact that you have to search hard for such things and can feel blessed when they are found.

    Good write.

    Dale :)
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, May 7, 2010


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