May You Be Content With Just Being An Admirer

May you be content with just being an admirer?
Though I confess of a feeling that I cover
But the feeling is not limited to you
For I admire others too

I have plans of being just a widow
My husband looking from over the rainbow
I am sure he is happy how I try to recover
From the grief of his death to a life forever

I plan to heal all wounds of brokenness
With our son and his would be family that we bless
As my husband help me every time I pray
As he still provide for the family's way

A Rendezvouz With The Lord

Everyday I feel exhilirated after a short rendezvouz
With our Lord Jesus at the chapel of the nuns
At an early mass where I receive him at communion
And a Eucharistic adoration of His Body Of Host

Singing to God new songs daily
With the Holy Spirit's Help I am able to follow
In tune with the Heaven and angels
We all sing to the goodness of the Lord

Then every fear in the heart is allayed
For it is replaced with the body of Jesus I partake
Consecrated in the mass by the priests
The extensions of His desciples here on Earth

The Toll Is Too Much To Pay

The toll is too much to pay
For a little peace and happiness
Of keeping our lifestyle that you gave to us
Now we have to work hard and spend less

Darling, I think forgetting you will not come
And my grief is putting a toll on our son
I have pampered him before in his youth
Now the problem of surviving is giving him a hard time

I just pray to God that he finds the right vocation
To support his family of our newer generations
Then I can happily go with you
When I find him settled steadily with his family

How Can Love Songs Matter

How can love songs matter if there is no you
All the tunes sound like one note of loneliness
And all the lyrics my love just make me blue
With all the men around I can't settle for second best

My aching heart inside cries with loneliness
Remembering our courtship together in some music bar
Can you stay for a while and in my heart build your nest
Then I can say to any tunes I hear, into my heart you are not so far

Aching Inside

I feel like I have the iron mask
Of being tough and stern among my peers
But deep inside I am aching
And alone inside is a lonely heart

I still miss the company of my husband
Who left me not for another woman but God
He answered God's call from above
I still search for the sign of his presence around

My husband I hope it is not too late to tell you
That I do love you with all my heart
Though I still fancy that other men are attracted to me
You can be assured that you still have my devotion

Please guide me in all the investments I am making
It is from your provision to us
Let me make it with your son till my turn comes
In this cold and indifferent world around

Style Mo Bulok

Bulok ang style mo nang panliligaw
Kadiri ka pa sa langaw
Pasensiya na lamang kung kita'y tawanan
Pero hindi uubra iyan

Minsan dinadaan mo sa takutan
Akala mo kasing powerful ka ni Sadam
Lahat ng kilos mo ay unpolished
I would go for a real gentleman

Minsan dinadaan sa pakanta-kanta
Annoying to the ears and sight you know
Bakit ba ako ang pinupuntirya mo
Sugar mommy ba ang gusto mo?

Ako ba ay kalabaw na gustong gatasan
At tuntungan ng langaw
Intindihin na lamang ang trabaho pare ko
At huwag mang-hustle ng ibang tao.

Workaholic

I am a workaholic again
Had a leisurely life before
After I retired from office work
My husband provided me with everything
Now he is gone I have to earn my living

Work done keeps me self assured and fulfilled
My release from the sea of insanity
If being a workaholic will be called an illness
Damn them, they should look for other means to earn money
Busy as a bee, happy as can be