Paper Roses Poem by Jordan Legaspi

It was bright sunny morning
The sun was low
The wind was soft and cold
The birds gave its sweet hymn
As you and I watching the sky above
Wishing for a bright future for us
With your hand next to mine you say
I love you
With tenderness and sweetness
The words cling to me and bring
me happiness
As the wind blows again and see me
Only the paper roses you gave me
that bring your memories
As the sun sets I see the reality
your no longer with me
Only the paper roses in my hand
that grasp me to you
Only me that dreams of yesterdays
Of you that comes and go to my history
But only the paper roses
Finally the imitation of love
that of the Lady in May


(City of Mati, Philippines 1997)