"Orchids"
An orchid stands with broken stem, bleeding.
The orchid's beauty being the love that is
And would have been
Had the roots not been torn so soon.
As the orchid bleeds, so do our hearts.
In time maybe the pain will numb...
The fount run dry...
And the scar will begin to fade.
Then, it will be time to start again.
Yet know, there will always be his mark forever...
Farewell my dear friend...
-Maria Lourdes Tiglao-