Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Friday, April 29, 2016

The Cold Wind Back Home

A Sijo
By Jerel Daniel Abecia
Grade 8 - Dignity











The vastness of the cold wind in the middle of the forest;
My skin tingles every time the cold wind passes over my skin
It reminds me of the cold wind back home where it pains me.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Come Back

A Sijo
By Shane Grant Saycon
Grade 8 - Dignity









I was feeling gloomy and sad when you left me all alone.
When thunder and lightning struck, it brought back all of our memories.
But I’ll stay on this lonely road, waiting for you to come back home.

Monday, April 25, 2016

The Bright Sun

A Sijo
By Zen Nathaniel Yuzon
Grade 8 - Dignity










Morning has come again; the sun shines as bright as you.
Today is a sunny day, as bright as California.
But you appear in mornings and afternoons, never at night.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Kings and Queens

A Graduation Tribute 
By Christopher Ebo III,
Benisse Calmleth Famat,
& Primrose Manlosa



Junior high was filled with endless jokes,
And winding roads to dreams and hopes.
We are a symphony of laughter and noise.
Love is our language; music is our voice.

One could say our class is the Jack of all trades.
We are twenty-two Kings and Queens on parade.
We’ve been a royal family for these past few years.
All we’ve accomplished deserves three cheers.

God has blessed each of us with unique gifts
And we praise our Heavenly Father with our lips.
Our hearts are united; our differences make us one.
And we give glory and honor to Jesus Christ, the Son.

But now we’re heading towards an unfamiliar road
And leaving behind this unwanted load.
Taking little baby steps into adulthood
Is honestly scary, but it’s for our own good.

The years we spent together, we’ll never forget.
Each moment we’ll cherish and never regret.
We stick like glue through all the bliss and strife.
Thank God that He allowed us to meet in this life.

Now we’re going on our separate ways.
It’s a challenge that sooner or later we all face.
Although it’s time to say goodbye to each other,
The memories of our friendship shall live on forever.

Saturday, February 13, 2016

A Haiku by Jerel Daniel Abecia
Grade 8 - Dignity










A lightning flashes
Old memories from my past
All but pass and die