About a year ago, I wrote a poem about someone very special. An unexpected inspiration of mine that made me realize the simplicity underneath the complexity. Now that she is more in my life than ever, it may be the factor that will make things harder later on. Hopefully she can one day understand that I tried my best, and that I'll always be there.
Ninang
Ninang is the name she screams
As she sees my face and runs toward me
At five-years-old, innocence has its say
And shows me the wold in a whole other way
Questions all day, make my head spin
Especially when the complexity of life kicks in
There are so many times that I don't know what to say
But those big eyes of trust provide insight to the clearness of day
Ninang is the name she screams
As she sees my face and runs toward me
At five-years-old, innocence has its say
And shows me the wold in a whole other way
Questions all day, make my head spin
Especially when the complexity of life kicks in
There are so many times that I don't know what to say
But those big eyes of trust provide insight to the clearness of day
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