Childhood....

that brown sweat shirt
from elder sister
during my 6th birthday,

i remember
the weather was too cold
and fogs hang on the
mountainside
like lots of doubts on my
forehead

i remember there was a heavy
rain and strong wind
and big waves from the sea

and there was no light
because
electricity was expensive
and father could not
afford it.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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