Nine Poem by RIC BASTASA

Nine



In your river he can be slimy as a fish
And when you sing,
He sings with you as a bird
And when you flow he flows with you as sand
And to the sea when you reach the final destination
He becomes the bay always looking at you.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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