Miming squad is what we are called,
In the shortest time, we got so closed.
Mimingnians we're like a family to me,
In my worst time, they're as well right beside me.
Neverending bickering is what we mostly do,
Genuine happiness is what I have in every single one of you.
Seasons do come and go,
Quarreling like there is no tomorrow.
Unexpected one of the precious gift of love,
Amid the storm but there are still blossom moments of us along the road.
Deeply rare to find this new growing seedling of love that I have been sown till my 20's start.
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Author's Note: This is the acrostic poem that I had written way back on the 21st day of April in the year 2019, the year start of my growing friendship during my SHS days. Well in this state, it is indeed obvious that I dedicated this poem to them because I am grateful to get to known them (vv) such precious human beings which I already shared the other side of me at the same time, without judgments from them. I thank these people for not forcing me to things that I don't want to do, cuz' I want to continue keeping myself grounded. Thank you for the love, care, support, and respect that y'all gave me. (Eca, Badeth, Maryann, Marie, Tinay, JP, Clydyyy, Ian, Niel, and Carl) Love lots! 💛🌻 I'm still here for all of you. Fighting Mimingnians!!!✊See y'all soon!! 🌻
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