Jesus James Llorico
To My Wife Annalie Llorico... (Acrostic Poetry) - Poem by Jesus James Llorico
A cross the room, she gently leans
N estled in green, a lovely scene
N ot a sign of exhausted drain
A s she works on, without complain
L ife's affliction, she takes in stride
I nspite of dire financial strife
E ver the sweet and loving wife...
P refer I state, her ancestral line
A s her family, hails from Davao
S he grew up in 'Mitsui Bussan'
I n future time, she became a nurse
L ater in Saudi, her work immerse
B y that time we have got engaged
A s our life braced, with each other
S he later became, a good mother...
L iving separate for a long time
L ost in space, with no other chance
O n this, at least we are still blessed
R est we pray and with no regret
I nspired we both by two offspring
C are and happiness they have bring
O nly the best, we shared and offered...
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