MY EVERLASTING CHRYSANTHEMUM

 

( dedicated to a Nursing Graduate of MCU, Batch 1980)

 

Let me refresh the foliage of thy mute yesteryears,

You were then a blooming flower, i was a young bee frail;

Roaming around your garden hoping that you may hear,

The whisper of my heart, yet i can't tell it clear.

 

I felt sad when you went away, bound for a new place;

In my lonely world, i gazed and attracted at yellow Daffodils;

Yet in my dreams my dear Chrysanthemum i still see your face,

With your everlasting qualities which the other flower fails.

 

Now that i found you, i can no longer conceal;

The whisper in my heart, it's a must i will now reveal:

I will even shout to the whole world for you to hear,

"I love you Chrysanthemum", its no longer a whisper.

 

       You may call me ambitious, a dreamer reaching you above;

       Yes because i have nothing to offer but my humble love.

 

SDA

 

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This 14 - line poem (Sonnet) was written during my college days in PSU-Asingan. This is a continuation of my life's journey towards my destiny. After the sad news about the sunken M/V Takeo Maru, the more i decided to pursue my new found field of interest. I've finally entered the realm and art of teaching, the noblest profession of all. In my early years in the college i met my former high school classmate of the defunct Asingan Community High School. She is the smartest in our class. ( She could have been our Valedictorian. She transferred to Manila Central University on her 3rd year). She was re-introduced to me by my English pofessor Dr. Marieta Escorpizo who happened to be her cousin. This lady was the apple of my eye way back then. But because of desparity in life (or maybe of cowardness) i was not able to express to her what's deep inside me. Again, for the second time i had this feeling of fear. More so, she is already a nurse and i am still in my undergraduate studies. What if she rejects me? How could i tell her that after years had passed, she is still in my heart. I still don't have the guts to tell her. I have had some girfriends before and yet, when she's concerned I fell nervous  I finally decided to compose a poem for her entitled ... My Everlasting Chrysanthemum. This was published in our school organ Technotrends. To cut the story short, she became and will always be the mother of two kids Sam and Marc. She is now in heaven with our Lord after a long and courageous battle against this dreadful desease called cancer. This is the same poem i recited during her Christian wake and burial. Physically, maybe she's gone. But her memory remains in my heart forever. Cristita, my beloved truly you're  everlasting...

 

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Guys, I am overwhelmed by your  response to my  story. To Archie and Sonny: Same here, please accept my mutual respect and admiration. I attest, Archie can play serious basketball. I was one of his avid fans cheering for him during the town's basketball tournament. I know Sonny way back during our elementary days in North Central School.I think i had a chance to be with him during the 1970 Boy Scout Jamboree held in  Binalonan. If I am not mistaken he graduated valedictorian. Likewise to larigolotte and Rain, my sincerest thanks for your encouragement.

 

---SDA