I made this poem last year for my class because they were the first people who I ever called my family outside my bloodline... hope you enjoy!
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For nine years, I've been in CHA.
Students and friends come and go.
"Hi" and "good bye" I easily can say,
But this year, I don't like anyone to go.
I used to think I can dryly say farewell to all.
This year, I am proved wrong.
To every "baby," "bae," and "babe" I call,
I can't sing to you a farewell song.
I used to think that only a handful of people could be called my family.
I am so very wrong.
Eighteen is more than two hands and truthfully
I want to stop but, I'm staying strong.
There's one thing I don't like to say.
It's saying good bye to a member of the family.
For the nine years I've been in CHA,
I finally found were I belong, the Grade 9 family.
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SALUTE MI FAMILIA!
BINABASA MO ANG
Poetry (A Compilation)
PoetryA compilation of poems I wrote, though the other entries are from my friends. They're mostly about my life. It's like a diary, but I'm sure people can relate to them. Hope you'll enjoy reading. ^_^ (This is stated as completed, but I add entries eve...
