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  Jay-Pee Sayson

Twenty Three



Going back to my
Childhood days
I was busy
Emulating the old
Man I dotingly
Called Baba.

He looked stern
But jovial
He wrote poems
Of wonder

Now that I am twenty-three
I realize the
Twenty three reminders
He used to say

Twenty three reminders
From Baba is now
A twenty three year-old
Me.

 

 

 

 




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