<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488782" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>how do i remember you Ms. Belen?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">we met as teachers in the college of the arts and sciences, <br>and i was busy with my poems, those that drained my sorrows<br>and longings dragged into some forms of <br>words, <br>metaphors kept me bound to some illusions<br>of beauty, as usual the good that i always pursue, <br>and the truth<br>which always put me in some wars with almost<br>every creature in the world, <br>you will remember me as a poem<br>and how do i remember you, Belen? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">since then you were always like the white cherry blossom<br>graceful to the morning sun<br>and not afraid of the heat<br>and resilient to the cold, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there was one scene i cannot forget<br>we entered a newly opened noodle restaurant<br>we ordered our favorite<br>and we waited<br>and talked from a to z</div><div style="margin:10px 0">did it rain then? <br>did we have the noodle finally? <br>did we really enjoy each other's company? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you still remember? <br>the sound of the young city<br>the hush of the hands waiving always these departures</div><div style="margin:10px 0">someday, perhaps we shall have more hellos</div><div style="margin:10px 0">hey there, i am back, and i am staying here<br>in this courty for good</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the Philippines.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488782" data-title="How do i remember you Ms. Belen? de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="we met as teachers in the college of the arts and sciences, and i was busy with my poems, those that drained my sorrows and longings dragged into some forms of words, metaphors kept me bound to some illusions of beauty, as usual the good that i..."></div> </div> </div>

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