Poetry

The Shortness of Life

In memory of my friend, mentor, and one of the most generous and sincere people I’ve ever met, Mr. Delfin ong. Eloquence escapes me What good are words on this day Except those phrased in heaven Father, rest us well, I pray I peer into the entrance of death They do not weep nor suffer There is no more wasting away No more pain to remember Too late to say goodbye Too soon to say hello Take nothing for granted Life is a swift come and go