Friday, January 30, 2009

Acropoem, in me, is born, and can't be undone!

A Tribute to my Grandma whose name is Pacensia

P-ain might have its share in your life
A-s all of us too face in our own journey,
C-an't forget, though, that in your strife
E-verything was for a greater destiny;
N-ow your descendants win the fight
S-ince you taught us that our real enemy
I-s our own ignorance to see the light
A-bundantly shining in sibling's harmony.

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