M-y friend will be missed
I-n beautiful Barcelona;
C-urrent town is Daet,
H-ome of sweetest aura.
E-n route to Spain in Europe,
L-et me remember her birth;
L-et me fly aboard a plane,
E-njoying a million mirth.
B-acacay is her residence,
A-lbay is the province;
R-eminiscing every joy
C-reated by alluring ambience.
E-very twenty-first of May,
N-othing to feel but euphoria;
A-s she stays in the Philippines,
S-he'll be missed in Barcelona.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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