I am Glad to Go

by tacio 

Morning is mean and average

The sun shines fair and scorching

Skies shroud by the fluffy clouds

I am about to pack my soul.

As daytime reach the noon and soon to twilight

The feeling gets so heavy of thinkables

I prefer to lay down the whole day

And rest in a peaceful sleep

When night comes the burden gets hard

I caress the underworld's wonder

Suppose I become strong in my heart

I learned that I am glad to go.

Someday

by tacio tamayo

When the time has come

The clouds will change their patterns

Patterns of never been permanent at all

Scattered all along in the skies.

In time in the future

The birds will migrate but still coming back

In the places they were born

Because they know they should be.

Tomorrow or the other day

I will be happy and cheerful

Yet, the time of sorrow is many

I know that life isn't that easy.

Today I'm living and loving

Full of hopes and dreams

But someday I will leave this world

And death shall banish me forever.