The Last Time I Was Here

When I was a young girl living in the Philippines, I was fortunate enough to have the privilege of sometimes eating out in restaurants.

I don’t remember the names of the different restaurants anymore, but no matter which one it was, they were there too…

Day 3 of 2013 November PAD challenge.

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The Last Time I Was Here

They were serving deep fried fish
Big bowls of white rice
And an unknown dish
Smothered in thick brown sauce

There were drinks of every flavor
And coconut juice with ice
Each plate a different color
Oh wouldn’t it be nice

If everyone could freeze
And I could just sneak in
A quick, silent breeze
Tasting every dish within

And I could tell too
That my brother wanted a taste
But there was nothing I could do
Except leave in haste

Today I am here again
Same window, same spot
Standing in the rain
Cursing what I haven’t got

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4 thoughts on “The Last Time I Was Here

  1. so sad. Thanking my full fridge today….while also thinking my overflowing candy bucket from halloween is truly obscene. We have so so so much to be grateful for.
    I think you might have the heart of a missionary..?? Wouldn’t it be nice if we could save all these children?

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    • If I had one super power, it would be the power to save and adopt all those children. Heart of a missionary? Those words have been in my mind all day since I read your comment this morning….

      I don’t know. I feel restless about all those children dying like that. It’s only been 3 days into this theme of mine, and already my heart is breaking. And the more I search for pictures to us for my poetry, the more my heart aches. How am I gonna get through 27 more days?!

      I’ve seen street children first hand. Heck, I even played with some of them because they lived in the squatter area next to my old neighborhood in Manila. They really are just kids and innocent at heart too…

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