Once there was a child

rizal, pahiram muna ng tula mo ah.. salamat!



Why falls so rich a spray
of fragrance from the bowers
of the balmy flowers
upon this festive day?

Why from woods and vales
do we hear sweet measures ringing
that seem to be the singing
of a choir of nightingales?


Why in the grass below
do birds start at the wind's noises,
unleashing their honeyed voices
as they hop from bough to bough?

Why should the spring that glows
its crystalline murmur be tuning
to the zephyr's mellow crooning
as among the flowers it flows?

Why seems to me more endearing,
more fair than on other days,
the dawn's enchanting face
among red clouds appearing?


The reason, dear mother, is
they feast your day of bloom:
the rose with its perfume,
the bird with its harmonies.


And the spring that rings with laughter
upon this joyful day
with its murmur seems to say:
"Live happily ever after!"


And from that spring in the grove
now turn to hear the first note
that from my lute I emote
to the impulse of my love!

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kung na-aalala niyo pa, ginawa ni rizal toh nung beerday ng nanay niya.. sweet noh

kaya hihiramin ko muna....

happy birthday mommy!

i love you so much kahit hindi ko sayo sinasabi alam ko namang ramdam mo.

lahat ng pag-hihirap ko sa work para sayo namn yun eh.

it's payback time, ako naman ngayon.

kahit anu pang pwedeng mangyari sayo... hindi matatapos ang pagpapa-salamat ko sayo

hindi ako magiging ganito kung hindi dahil sayo, hindi ko mararating ang lahat ng ito kung hindi dahil sayo

sorry sa lahat ng mga nagawa ko.

miss na miss na kita.. kung maibabalik ko lang ang dati sana inalagaan kita ng mabuti

kung maibabalik ko lang ang nakaraan... sana mas pinahalagahan kita

miss na kita sobra!

thank you, i love you and happy birthday!