8th of March

To the rarest gem of a person who was once our guiding light and bearer of our pain, this poem is for you.


8th of March


Zoom above and across the sky,
endless horizon on a sea of light.
Nowhere on earth will you ever find,
a loving Grandma as good as mine.


In the beginning she's all alone,
determined to live life on her own.
Away from Zamboanga she stayed here,
doting Aunt Miñang had held her dear.


In raising her kids she showed them love,
meeting their needs was her full-time job.
After the storm,the rain subsides,
all her children are now alright.


Now her grandchildren had came along,
on to the old house they all belong.
Always attentive and always kind,
forever patient on every child.


Rise up on this occasion Inay my dear,
inside my heart the loudest cheer.
Coz you took care of us and oh so well,
a standing ovation as you bid farewell.


*Read Thoughts About Inay.