Whooping strong wind, piercing rain drops, candle light is out
Along the ocean shore , A nipa hut is trying to hold on
You can hear the loud thunder, the chaos from the trees
Big waves breaking the water walls , the river is overflowing.
Above the chaos , you can hear the cry of a newborn baby
Announcing to the world, here I am , prepared and ready
Wrapped with blanket , grandfather is the happiest on that moment
Took her with pride and joy, so much love, protection,and compassion.
Mother left, Father nowhere to find, Inay, is her mother now
Mamay, watching over her , while she's asleep , while she's awake
Growing in far province , where no one can ever find her
Yield with grandfather's love, I have no question to ask.
One day, A question arise they never thought It would be asked
Decision's that never thought would happen
Life that she have known is far from what she have been told
Pain that is never thought, despair, It never thought there is.
Stories to be told , interesting journey on the road to happiness
Teardrops from joy , sadness , broken heart and child grief
Unwanted, hidden, deprived , disciplined from head to toe's
Prepared for anything, for the days to come and how it goes.
If there is one wish to change ...It would not change a bit
If there is one more to do , it's only to go on
If there is another chance , it's only to live life to the fullest
If there is one more to say .. it is only to love and be loved and let the love flow.
Once a child, once love and one chance to live
The memory of the past is the road to the future
Embedded with hope , faith, gratitude and patience
Our life is a journey ,every moment lives through to eternity.
The Story of one's Life
Inspired by Life ... written by Grace..
