Some called me woman of words.....
Some called me wandering in thoughts.....
Some called me a story teller.....
Some called me a mystery unsolved.......
In the voices of hundreds......
No one saw the silence I hold.....
The strings of that violin......
only reveal the words untold....
You saw my friend......
The silent melody I hold.....
Keeping it protected......
Like a precious stone.....
You gave me a name......
Beautiful silence.....
And I began to echo ...
The words with silence
Through winds I visit you.....
I see you.....
I wave a kiss when you sleep....
So you have a sweet dream....
--To my dear friend Pamela Martin Ongkiko.......
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