Cagayan: My City, My Home... Poem by May N

To come back to the city,
the city that was my home.
a place of pure tranquility,
to the beaches where I had roamed.

Majestic are all the palm trees,
coconuts spread out on the ground.
The sun that hit’s the surface
and the rain that comes around.

Where the shadow of the tall buildings
provide cool shade from the hot sun
and the playground when I was little
where it still gives great kid fun.

To the hot dusty roads and dark alleys
and the lush flowers still in bloom,
to the memories that surround it
and the love above that looms.

Loyal are the friends I’ve met so long ago
where friendships had all but faded
and immense love has still shown
from the warm welcomes they provided.

many gifts have been given
from the times that I had stayed
but no gift has been bested
from the love that they all gave.