Friday, August 8, 2008

AN OLD POEM

I wrote this poem for Jonathan who was like a real brother to me and who, from age six until the day he got into the wrong crowd, displayed extraordinary fondness for me as his Kuya (elder brother).

Masterpiece

I love you because
you have not outgrown saying
these magic words that make
my spirit soar.

I love you for giving me
a kind of love that nourishes
my love-starved soul.

I love you because
you have broken so many rules
just to help me attain a splendid
thing very near perfection.

But most of all, I love you because
of all the work done at my best
your friendship is my masterpiece!