Where Did the Trees Go

I heard RJ recite this poem. It is the same poem taught to us when we were in the 4th grade. TREES ~Joyce Kilmer~ I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at […]

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Away From the City Life

This is a perfect place to have a dream house, a hill with beautiful overlooking view… a great place to have a cup of coffee while waiting for the sunrise or have a bottle of champagne to enjoy with your loved ones just after the sunset. A place like this is one of the best […]

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A Letter to My Hometown

Dear Hometown, Thinking back of my childhood makes me miss you. A place like you where everyone knows everyone is far different from where we are residing now. There with you, we were living in a small hut made of bamboo and nipa. Life was so simple yet fulfilling. Everyone in the neighborhood is so […]

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Looking Back to My Childhood

I always tell RJ that she is very lucky for having everything that I was dreaming of when I was a child, Barbie dolls, doll house, gadgets, nice clothes and good foods. But then there are times I feel sad that she is growing up with all the pollutions around her, inhaling the heavy smokes […]

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The Dead Tree

“Where are my leaves? Am I dead? Is this the way to heaven?” “God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches,  and a thousand tempests and floods. But he cannot save them from fools.”  ~ John Muir ~  Spread the loveTweet

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