Homesick 101(Roxanne V. Bumanglag)

I miss the way I squat in our sala,
The way my mom hate the songs of Lady Gaga,
The way my sister play tricks on me,
The way I cook our breakfast meal, ‘Lomi’

I miss the way dad scold me when I’m lazy,
The way he lets us watch all day long when the day is hazy,
The way we argue on simple things like “daisy”,
The way I sneak on his cell phone whenever he’s busy.

I miss the way my brother call me “ate”,
Even though he told me I’m kind of “maarte”,
The way he plays pranks on me,
The way we argue over the remote control of our tv.

I miss the way my sister say “Nick Carter is ugly”
The way she talks to me whenever she’s lonely,
The way we gossip on things secretly,
The way we hate such singers, like “Lovi”

I miss the way my mom hug me whenever I’m worried,
The way she cooks even though she’s sick.
The way she strengthens my faith whenever I’m weak,
The way she shows her love and affection, even she’ll leave.











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