Ngumiti. Nagmahal. Sinaktan

It's Not Blood That Matters

(I can't recall how long this poem was created by me, but it was dedicated to Karen Zulueta-Rafanan.)

You are tall, intelligent, one of a kind woman I know.

A caring lady, humble, straightforward kind of girl, befriended by all.

Never did I realized that time introduced me to your world.

And that's how our friendship started without lies, deception, but truth.

Time went so passed and you discovered my passion to write.

You encouraged me to write something about you eventhough I ignore,

You said 'it's your skills and I really want your craft'.

So, I started to think, describe you then create a draft.

Years passed and I almost forgot the talent I have first.

But, you cheered me up even if we are miles apart.

With hope not to stop, become famous, but develop my passion.

Letting you know that you are one of my many inspiration.

You are my older sister and I am your younger brother.

It's not Blood that matters, you and I, brother and sister.