Happily...

for Ging
...happily separated
the man demands
his right for a child
and she cannot give it,
quits,
she is into knitting
and time heals and
she's into
herself into her
own womb,

for Joy,
...one plus one equals zero
for Charles finally
and today i see her blooming
happier alone,

for Lora,
...she cannot live without him
and she is into culinary arts,
that binding marriage
till forever,

and for myself,
...happily i wish for more
honesty,
let life be life
let is unfold and give me
what meaning is still available,
i am not afraid,
i can live without anybody beside me
but i choose to be bound

happily.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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