This week is the second year of the death anniversary of Maria, our YMCA friend.
I was vacationing in Hawaii when she died. When I came back, Joyce, our mutual friend, told me of the sad news. Here's a poem I wrote about her passing.
The Three of Us
diverse cultures
different backgrounds
all over the world
that’s where we came from
all kindred souls
the three of us
we banter and exchange jokes
as I always tease Joyce
for her hip gyrating moves
while Maria and I prefer
cha cha, tango or salsa
the three of us
I owe you a lunch date Maria
you and Joyce dressed for the occasion
sadly I was not able to come
for whatever valid or not reason
we could have had a ball
the three of us
Joyce, the baby
is an English woman
I am a Filipino, the man
the lovable Maria
is our amiga Latina
the three of us
we look after each other
check whereabouts if one’s not in
solicitous of each welfare
we are a happy go lucky bunch
exercising at YMCA
the three of us
rest in peace Maria
Joyce and I will miss you
we’ll cherish your memories
of a time when friendship
is all that really matters for
the three of us
24 July 2006
