POST OPERATION NOTES: CLEVELAND CLINIC
He blew stardust on an empty sky
HE LOVED
HE GAVE
WE BELIEVE
WE LIVE
IN A QUIET ROOM
I HEAR THE MUSIC FROM MY PHONE
A NURSE WALKS IN
WHAT KIND OF PHONE IS THAT
REFERRING TO MY YELLOW PHONE
I SMILED
IT IS MY YELLOW PHONE
THE STARDUST IN THE SKY
HOW WOULD I HAVE KNOWN THAT CORY AND NINOY'S YELLOW PHONE
WITH PRAYERS OF CORY
AND HYMNS TOO
WITH POEMS OF NINOY
AND LOVE LETTERS TOO
WOULD ACCOMPANY ME IN THIS JOURNEY OF SOLITUDE?
REMINDING ME
HE LOVES
HE GIVES
I BELIEVE
I LIVE
I CANNOT APPROXIMATE HIS LOVE
NO ONE WILL EVER MATCH HIS LOVE
AND WHEN THE EVENING SHADOWS FALL
MY STARDUST MELODY
WILL BE A HYMN
A PRAYER
A POEM
A LOVE LETTER
TO JESUS AND MARY
TO THE ANGELS AND SAINTS
AND TO A TRIUNE GOD
FATHER SON AND HOLY SPIRIT.
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