A Woman's Work is Never Done.

I'm almost done with my cleaning. All the books I kept are now organized on the shelves and on the rack. My drafting table is still piled with papers, sketches and whatnots; and while shifting through the heap I uncovered a verse written sometime in 2005 or 2006. I don't remember who wrote it. It must've been one of my friends. Holler if it was you - Nance or Nini; or a collusion between you two.


This poem is in Tagalog. It was written during those days when we were chatting online and playing with words.

Kahapon at Ngayon

Laba kahapon, laba ngayon.
Luto kanina, luto ngayon.
Linis dito, linis duon.
Takbo rito, takbo ruon.
Si Manang ay laging pagod,
Pinakahihintay ay magdilim
Upang siya ay maka-idlip
At maipahinga ang kanyang isip.
Ngunit sa sandaling siya ay napikit,
Si Manong naman ay kumakalabit.
Ito na ang kanyang pinakahihintay
Pikit mata siya'y nagpakulong
Sa matitipunong braso ni Manong.
Ay, buntong hininga si Manang.

Nakatulog kaya sila?
Shhh
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