Saturday, September 03, 2016


In a night of loss
I come to meet with the Lord.
To submit some burden
weighing to my load.
I want to please Him,
colour again my world.
Just like when I was,
yes, only seven years old.

Back then, life was filled
with love, joy and hope.
When in times
I cannot forget the smiles I wore.
But now I’d realized
life is not always a child’s zone.
Until I never feel
to celebrate the day I was born.

It’s that time again
but I feel nothing special today.
No twinkling stars
unlike on my seventh birthday.
Tonight I prayed to the Lord
to please if He may.
Grant me the sweetness
like the same old day.

By Alex V. Villamayor
September 3, 2016

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