Shadow of the Past


As I was preening my garden
I saw a shadow of the past
Was that really you, my Dad?
I couldn’t believe I’d see you
Here, of all places, my garden
Lots of things I’d tell you
But then you probably knew
You were watching over us
Still my rock when I’m sad
Comforting me I’m sure
I remembered your kare-kare
Only you could cook that best
Or the sausages with onions
I just cooked it yesterday
I know you’d approved
And of course, the wedding
HRH the son and his beautiful K
Next month they’ll be wed
Mum, sis, bro, cousins and all
Coming from different places
All coming to celebrate
Looking forward to it
I know you’ll be there, too
In spirit and with your blessing
I still miss you, your calls
Your advice, your cooking
Your generosity, your voice
Wish you were still with us

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Sunday Photo Fiction – April 3rd 2016


Carpe Diem #770 Hikage (shade, shadow)

in the backyard
overgrown by Ivy
my old bike

my old bike
leaning to the hot wall of my home
a hot summer day

a hot summer day
in the backyard of my home
sparrows bathing

sparrows bathing
in the fountain of the mansion
what refreshing

what refreshing
seeking shadow under the willow
in the backyard

© Chèvrefeuille


fun rollerblading
with all his speed and gimmicks
people are amazed


the lazy sun peeks
birds sing in harmony
swimming in the shade

Olympic Stadium - Munich

a day in Munich
walking in Olympic Place
on hot summer day


can’t help but stare
curious on the green man
as people walk on