TEMPUS FUGIT –MEMENTO MORI

To Those I Love and To Those Who Love Me
By: Cayetano Q. Miñoza

When I’m gone, release me; Let me go.
I have so many things to see and do
You mustn’t tie yourself with me with tears
Be happy that we had so many years.

I gave you love, you can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness
I thank you for the love you each have shown
But now it’s time I travel alone.

So grieve awhile for me, if grieve you must
Then let yourself be comforted by trust
It’s only for awhile, that we must part
So bless the memories within your heart.

I won’t be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near
And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.

And when you come this way alone
I’ll greet you with a smile, and
“Welcome home”

STABBERS DESIRE

I’ve come to know a friend or two
Each have shown an attitude I knew
For days they pretend to be my friend
For one single deed they make my trust end.

An outside appearance is very tricky
An inside appearance is so sickly
An attitude with a face to match
When I talk there’s always a catch.

I have dreamed before for a friend for real
But not a single one can show me what they really feel
Many have come and many have tried
To be my friend when I laughed or when I cried.

A single beer can make you proud
An empty can sure is so loud.
Never curse, never stab
Wish you won’t meet an opponent with a strong jab.

So each of you don’t take it personal
All of you don’t deserve a single medal
An honor or a certificate is not meant for you
Who deserves it? You don’t have a clue.

You know you name, don’t point to others
You flock together because you all have the same feather,
Never laugh never smile
It is only you who has the backstabbing desire.

LOVE AND PAIN

With each passing day of my life
I wonder when I will ever see the light
For darkness hugs me into its monstrous arms
Since the day I came to know harm.

I need you to protect me, I need you now
But I cannot tell if you’re a friend or a foe
Take a pledge, take a vow
Cut your ego and stay low.


Tell him the truth, tell him everything
How you hurt me, how you hit me with this bamboo thing
Pain I can endure because I love you
I hope you feel the same way too.

Scold and shout and pinch in my ears,
I’ve kept it secret for all these years.
Now that I have my own family
I want to show you that we can live now and forever happy.

I guess we need to live separately
Bless the memories and hope the same goes for me
I need to prove to all, I can do this on my own
I have in my heart the care each of you has shown.

CONFESSION OF A SON

The son you wish I would be
Never came true for I did something fishy
Now it’s late to undo the past
So now I will do what I must.

The love you gave, the love you’ve shown
Kept in my heart and it beats whenever I’m alone.
In success and failure, you’re always there
But it seems that I didn’t care.

I’m not the best son, this I know
My feelings sometimes for you is as cold as snow
But now I have the chance to say
You will always be my parents, come what may.

I’m sorry for the mistakes I’ve done, I truly am
Sorry for what I’ve done to you and to them.
Forgive me, my parents, I apologize
I say these things with tears in my eyes.

I need your hug, I need your embrace
Run along with me in this never ending race
For you alone must know these things
Knowing that you love me makes my heart sings.

I’ve made a mistake countless time
But you always forgive
As I say this now and say it with rhyme
I love you both and I’m proud your mine.

True Love Or Just Simple Love

If we really love each other,

Why days passes without talking to one another,

If we love each other,

Why cannot we trust each other?

Before we met each other, we are what we are.

The love, care and the sweetness.

After our marriage, we are not the person we should be,

Corrupted by the hate, anger and the bitterness.

Do we really love each other?

A question with no answer.

Do we really care for each other?

A question which will never be answered.

You love me, I doubted you,

I love you; you feel the same doubt too.

I care for you, you ignore me

I tried to please you

I tried everything I can do, nothing will do.

Tell me how, tell me now

Maybe tomorrow I’m unable to hear you

Love me now, show me how

Maybe all I can give you is tears and sweet memories.

Show me now, hug me now

Maybe tomorrow all you can hug is pictures of our sweet memories

For I’m gone and cannot show you anymore

How I use to love you from then until now.

FATHER

What is a father? For most of us father is a person whom we can depend on. But ask yourself is it just a person whom we can depend on? A particular person who’s always with us? A man that just inheriting their surname? Is this the meaning of father?

There are 3 fathers in our life. The god father, whom we praise and love above all other things, our forefathers whom we look back to and our father whom we owe our life. A short story about my father who’s also known as Ricardo Florentino.

Ricardo Florentino, 4^th child and a blessing to my grandparents. Graduated and now working in a large company in Middle East, my father has shown many things, things that no one can. Enumerating these things can make you nauseous for these things are as long as you think it may. We call him Papa but his just not our father; he is also our friend and guardian. His ways of molding his kids are no different from other fathers except the way he treats his children. Some father are there for their children and some are not, some are working and some are just sitting pretty on a comfortable chair letting their children do the job. Well our father, for me is an exceptional father, he works real hard just to support us; he never rests just to ensure our future (well off course he do rest but not the kind of rest most lazy fathers do). Money means nothings to him as long as he has us, his family, he’s contented and happy.

A unique person that we cherish. A unique person that we love. Most of his times are spent working but we do not blame him for being a workaholic dad but we are proud of him, why? Because we know that he works because he has, he works because he has his own reasons. Reasons that the three of us know.

A distance that made us misses him a lot. A distance that made our bond stronger than ever, and a distance that even love and care can travel thru. A love and care that never leaves our heart all of these years. A love that he has already shown to us many time over and still showing it no matter what and now matter how. A care which we felt many years ago and still feeling it every now and then.

So after this short story you’ve read………..don’t you wish you had a father like I do, a father that you can say out loud that he is your father? How lucky we are for having such a father and how unlucky those who have a father but doesn’t know that real meaning of having a father. Well…..think once, think twice and tell yourself “am I the lucky one or the unlucky one?”.

HOLLOW CHRISTMAS

What is Christmas? Most of us would say “birth of Christ”. But what does really Christmas means. Is it just a celebration? One out of ten people knows the answer. Christmas is a time where Jesus our messiah was born; it is also a time where we commemorate the loving Lord’s blessing by giving his only son to be with us. In this day we should be happy, celebrating it with our love ones, our family and our friends.

Let me share to you a story wherein we, are going to face this Christmas. The very first Christmas without our beloved Lolo.

Usually we start decorating our house with Christmas ornaments on the last week of November. My Lolo would just sit down and watch us decorating our house and setting the Christmas tree. A smile on his face is just what we need to ease the hard work were going thru. Sitting in his favorite chair he just stares at us and sometimes just ignores us and plays his cards. As Christmas goes nearer he would check the gifts under the tree if he has one. My mother often got irritated of him always checking if he has a gift in a pile of gift under the tree, but he will just ignore my mother and continue what he’s doing. The day before Christmas we always celebrate the noche Buena. My Lola always prepares a nice, hot chocolate. We have some bread on the table, some cooked ham, fruits and other dishes fit for Christmas. Before we eat we always pray to thank god for his blessings. While eating, I usually start to distribute the gifts. My Lolo will eagerly wait for his and sometime felt sad if he received few gifts. But even though, we still celebrate that night happily.

Memories like this are now will remain a memory. This Christmas, we will celebrate it without Lolo. We will celebrate it even without him but it will never be the same anymore. Celebrating it with Lolo is like having all the things you wish to have.

Now that Lolo is gone, we know that he’s happy even though he’s not with us to celebrate this Christmas.

Happy are those who can celebrate this Christmas with his/her whole family including his/her Lolo and Lola. Cherish every moment for you don’t know if the next Christmas will be the same. We don’t have the power to tell someone when we will die.

Every second needs to be cherished. Like us, we cherished every single day with our Lolo. Now that he’s gone we don’t have any regrets, we don’t feel a single guilt inside us for we know we did all to make our Lolo happy.