Alon Calinao Dy
My Favorite Christmas Gift - Poem by Alon Calinao Dy
When I was a little kid,
My parents, especially my dad,
Would bring me a toy gun during Christmas.
Perhaps that's where my toughness begins.
My teacher always got mad at me
'Cause I was pointing my toy gun on his face
And I was shouting extremely loud,
'Teacher, teacher, you are dead! '
Well, I was very young at that time;
I didn't exactly know what to do
But this was favorite toy I ever had
'Cause this was my first 'peek-a-boo' as a child.
Toy guy made me what I am today,
A very respected nurse in the city
Where I promote fitness and wellness
For people to prevent various diseases.
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