BAGUIO

As I step my feet into the ground 
I feel the cold weather, as I look around
I hear some birds who are making sound
Then I look up, I see them into the mound

On the other day, I find myself walking
As I walk slowly, I start wondering
Hmm... How I admire this place so relaxing
And I like the way that nature makes me sing

On the second day, I eat strawberry ice-cream
The moment taste it, it feels like a dream
Dreams, do come true and it gleam
Just like how smooth as a cream

On the third day, I start to reminiscence
How this place is a wonderful existence
I promise to myself I wouldn't visit this place once
But, I would visit this place more than twice

And on the last day, I can't stop myself not to cry
Because I know that my life will go back into dry
As I wave my hands in a form of goodbye
Yet I know, that this place is such a satisfactory