Life is a weather.
It tolerates change,
you can't get a hold of its fate.
And yet,
of all the beautiful things
- life holds a cloudburst of chances
for a winner to triumph
and a loser to learn.
It creates storms to make you strong
and a sunshine to give you hope.
So strive hard
and believe in yourself.
You can be the wind
who own herself.
To: April
BINABASA MO ANG
For you, My home
PoesieThis is a collection of proses for the people I've met and shared my memories with, and for you who've been having a hard time finding this so called home.
