Lucille Punzalan aims to immortalize her loved ones through her writing. This poem commemorates the memory of a loved one who passed away.
As she laid on her bed,
Her eyes were opened wide.
Her eyelids lost their ability to close,
Cancer took the comfort of her sleep.
As she saw us approached,
She reached out her hand.
The only part that she can move,
The only place where she can feel.
Her chapped lips whispered with laboured breath.
Please, no matter what happens,
Please celebrate my birthday.
Even if I will not be here.
My mother kissed her depilated head.
We'll throw the biggest party,
Anyone has ever seen.
Mother said with a comforting smile.
We eagerly planned for her birthday,
The biggest anyone has ever seen.
With yellow balloons and flowers,
Just as she had always wanted.
Tragedy struck ten days before her big day,
She took her last breath of life.
The monitor stopped beeping.
Everyone went on weeping.
We still kept the promise on her birthday,
We celebrate the special day every year,
Hoping she'll see it,
Even though she's not here
We hope she's smiling from up above,
Free from any pain and misery she suffered.
Filled with joy and love,
We will forever miss her in our hearts.
© 2021 Lucille Punzalan