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33EFC2D3-B041-4645-AF0A-163709996B55My granddaughter is a treasure to my heart!


The Happiest Birthday Girl!

I know a beautiful girl named Juliette.

She lives in a faraway land. Paris – that is.

Her eyes are the lights of the sea.

Not only that!

They also sparkle like shining stars.

Her voice sounds like a singing angel

coming from the sky that lyrics the music

in my heart. Oh! How enchanting that is.

Thus captivates my soul.

With her soft little hands,

she caresses my face – like giving thanks

that I am around. I vividly recall when I visited her,

I read stories of fairy tales. As she listened

with all delight, her semblance shines

that makes me bloom like a bud of a rose.

This adorable being is so dear to my heart.

Although Juliette lives away from my side,

I am thankful that she loves me with all her heart.

Happy Birthday my sweet granddaughter.

You bring me laughter and joy that makes

me whole!

In the lane

Live your life today; For you to cherish the yesterday. Tomorrow is another day; Aim as if tomorrow is today.-13Every Valentine’s day is no different from the other. It is a special day; it does not matter where you live. There is always the excitement even before the exceptional and unique day when you are in love. Love is an indescribable feeling that gives you an overwhelming happiness. In relationships, there will be ups and downs. And when the debacles and challenges come your way, do not give up; find your peace spiritually. Ask the help of God. When you need the space alone to heal, contemplate and dig deeper to the realm of Divinity. You never know, you might be going to the highest level of your spirituality with your ‘Twin flame.’

By Virginia Close

In the lane


near the bay I could see my sweetheart

running. Wearing red shirt to conform with

the celebration of the day.

Valentine’s day, forgets he not to

bring me roses and glazed chocolates

that I love. My heart soars in the sky with

his thoughtfulness and kindness. I am

utterly lucky to have the ambrosial

love of my life. As I am giggling and laughing,

my excitement adheres. To give me kisses

and hugs is the epitome of my day.

Like a movie, in slow motion,

I start to move like a princess with

finesse execution. But not to my knowing,

a rock is going to trip me. Oh! My darling is

like a tornado, rushing with all his might.

The roses are flying in the air, the box

of chocolates crushing to the ground.

Never mind, I am safe as my darling catches me on time.

My heart is trembling, my soul divinely enhance,

and my spirit is at peace with my love in his arms.



How I wish



How I wish

By Virginia Close

How I wish I could hold your hands;
To go to places beyond my mind.
To the world where you and I
Can kiss and embrace without halt.

In your universe, I could not go as of now;
In your dreams I could not even come.
But that hinders not my love;
Nor prohibits my heart to stop my devotion to you.
Ceasing not I to recall the happy moments with you;
For heaven above hails my yearning for you.
With no denial you are now faraway;
Not by distance of land and not by the deepest sea.
Your body and soul is now with someone else;
It is painful and not just, but who am I not to comply.
The love given I to my dear sweetheart may not come back;
Regret not I but thankful that you were once mine.
I will never permit my soul to wonder;
Thus, yonder without destination to go.
No obstruction could standstill that my spirit could not break;
To reach your heart and continue my quest.
Even if the fluorite may no longer glow in the dark;
And the many facets of diamond loses its sparks.  
Your irresistible charm that melts my heart;
I will forever pray and asked God — for you to befall on my lap.

My husband

Today is champagne and roses, love and romance. Enjoy this happy day with your darling. Not all sweethearts are together physically today. Please bear in mind that distance is no barrier to a great relationship. 


By Virginia Close

My husband

is working in faraway land.
I am lonely and think of him
every second of the day.

Many moons and suns, I cry
without halt, for I miss my darling,
his smiles, his touches, and his voice.

To the world to be alone is the saddest
plot of all. Not to be near with
my sweetheart is doom to my heart,

My other half left so long ago to work
in a foreign land for our family to get by;
to give the glorious future to our daughters

and sons. Not only that, but my darling
also wants to hand me the best thing in life.
I am sure that he is suffering from being

apart from his kids and me.
Nevertheless, he endures for he loves
us dearly without stop.

Today is the coming of my love.
I have waited for this moment
every day since he was gone.

My heart is jumping to the sky,
gladness in my totality, food for the soul
that will make my spirit shine.

I am waiting patiently at the airport
with my family and friends. This is
the happiest time in my life.

My body shivers with joy
as I saw my love approaching by.
My breath almost stops when he

kisses me. Oh! My God, thank you
for bringing back my shining armour
in my arms safely and sound.







Bright coloured


like a princess, I wear

to a ball in the bay.

The moonlight flatters

every piece of the necklace

on my neck – lustre

that hangs on my chest.

South sea pearls

from the Island of Tahiti.


Thoughts on my head;

beyond the horizon

comes back – priceless

memories I cherish.

My love and I will meet

tonight in the inlet.


Treasuring the moment

of the divine passion will

happen – romancing

under the glimmers

in a tropical setting.

Drinking coconut

cocktails with a dash

of magic will delight

my sweetheart.

The splashes

of the sea brought

by the breeze – moving

the universal gift;

epitome of the

goddess of beauty.


My darling is here;

flowers he brings

reaching – my

hands as he kneels

down, asking, will


you marry me?













Virginia lives in Australia for more than thirty years. Born and bred in the busy Metropolis of Manila, Philippines. In her first year of university, she enrolled in the College of Engineering at Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila. After a year, she shifted to the College of Arts and Sciences when she realised that writing is more important to her. She was passionate in writing that landed her a place to train in Communication Foundation for Asia before graduation. “Writing poetry is enjoyable. Poetry lyrics the melody in my heart. It enhances my soul and awakens my spirit. The people I encounter and the places I visit give me the utmost inspiration. The connection of my thoughts to the real world comes from my heart. To put in words the feeling inside me makes my sphere go beyond the realm of happiness. I hope you enjoy my blog.”

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I consider my nieces as daughters. I share their laughter and joy. I also cry with them whenever they have to. My shoulders are always there for them to lean on. Being an aunty is like being a mother. I give advice and keep their secrets. But, most times, those secrets are the sources of our laughter in their later life. The memories that I share with them is incomparable to none especially they grew up by my side. I have many nieces, and I love them all. Even now, I try to spend time with them as much as I could. Albeit, most of them live in different parts of the world, getting in touch is as easy as pressing the button. That is the beauty of the modern technology. However, it is still not the same when you bond face to face. I am one lucky aunt that I was able to spend the time with my nieces since they were babies. I changed their nappies; sang them lullabies and even created that baby words. We played in the park; shopped together and even ate on the one plate. The happiness I got with my nieces were incredible. The children of my siblings become part of my inspirations. We have great memories and we keep on creating more. Toni-Marie grew up with me. She is also my godchild and the only godmother she has. We have the bonding like mother and daughter. People who don’t know me thought that Toni is my daughter. She was always with me before I got married. And when I gave birth to my children, Toni was always there. She became like an older sister to my babies. Today is Toni’s special day. I made this poem especially for the cutest baby whom I cradled and loved so very much. To all the aunties and nieces, may your bonding and friendship become each other’s inspiration.




As I was not around when you were born;
I heard from your mama, that you came ahead of term,
that you were so tiny when you saw the light of day
Perhaps, the size of little doll that I used to play.

When I arrive from faraway isthmus;
With full delight to meet you; I hold you in my arms.
With the most pronounced dimples, you smile with flair;
those big brown eyes, you stare with utmost glares

You are the cutest baby in all the land;
I cry with glee as we converse in baby talks.
You coo like saying, hello my aunty, I’m glad you’re here!
With such delight, I sing a lullabye that soon puts you to sleep.

You are a beautiful person with the talent of class.
The goddess of art;  you really are!
A dazzling artist that is utterly hard to defeat;
for you were born with golden pencil in your hands.

You sketch and draw and don’t get tired.
Your imagination goes way up to the sky;
like a magic wand – you create a masterpiece,
that can sit with Michael Angelo or Picasso side by side.

I shall not forget that you bring the song to my heart;
your wits and humour I laugh to my guts.
The pefectness of your act; such great finesse,
is comparable only with the goddesses.


Happy Mother’s Day Nanay

Happy Mother’s Day to all! Time to put our act together and give that great moment to our dear mum. Mother does not mean biological only. In some circumstances, anyone who looks after children is a mother; Aunties, Uncles, Single dads and even older siblings can turn out to be one. In the world where technology can reach the remotest part of every continent, it is easy enough to greet at least and say that sweet word__­­I love you, mum. Indeed, I am one of the luckiest beings that at my age, my mum is around. I can take her out to lunch and spoil__ to thank her for giving me life who carried me for many months and cared for me for plenty of moons without sleep whenever I get grumpy or just wanted to play in the middle of the night. Through the years, my Nanay has been with my ups and more so when I was down. No other being can match the love of our mothers. When I became a mum, I never thought how hard it would be; not taught at school. Being a mother is over and above the round-the clock duty; it is way more than that. Utterly, mothers are institution; the life-long endeavour that they give to their children; incredibly remarkable. I dedicate this poetry to my beloved mother Tess and all the mums. May we have a blessed and spectacular day! We deserve it!


Pure Soul

By: Virginia Close

One could only imagine; the love that you bring; so to speak, everlasting and never-ending.

 The continuous care you give is unrivaled.

Under the moonlight, you walk with me. In the panorama of the dusk,

We pass as if you are the light.

In the bright sunny day, you are there to put cover on my head.

In the bumping of the crowd, with calmness and finesse, you protect.

Many hiccups I have encounter;  you take it away in a flash.

In the break of the dawn, a smiling face you will greet.

In the resting of the sun; a beam in your features;

With no halt appears. No matter how tired you are;

Still, you have the energy to do the balance.

Amazingly, you are a woman with vigour and zest.

Beautiful in the heart –




Pregnancy is one of the most spectacular moments that ever happened to me — giving birth is another. September 29 is very special to me. Twenty- eight years ago, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. To hold the small human being that I carried for nine months made me cry in happiness. Motherhood is the best experience that I have. As of the moment, I am not with my gorgeous daughter to celebrate this occasion as she now lives in Paris, France. Albeit, we domicile in different continents, our bonding is unbreakable. In two weeks time, I will fly to Paris to be with my baby. I am getting anxious now — totally thrilled that I will be near her for the next five months, spending Christmas and New Year. Last night, I could not sleep and few times I called my daughter. To touch her face and give my warmest greeting is what I long. As mother and daughter, we have misunderstandings, not many times. Perhaps, counting them with the use of my fingers is plenty. Nevertheless, those are parts of the blossoming friendship that we developed and kept on making. We make great memories and those keep me going in times that I miss her very much. I will sit down and ponder the marvellous stints in the days gone. We can only talk so much on the cyberspace and watch each other do our tasks. However, to sit down with her in person — have breakfast, lunch, and dinner or even just to have coffee on the veranda is gratifying. But, just like many others when grown-up, my daughter cannot be with mummy anymore. She has her life. The thing with motherhood — a unique path; I promenade whilst cherishing the joy and laughter we share — remarkable and second to none. To Victoria, you are a friend. But firstly — you are my sweet baby daughter. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! And to all the celebrants today, I wish you all the best! Be a friend to you mum. Mother and daughter are the best buddies.






On the beams of the morning,

I woke up with pains in my legs.

As my body cosseted to the just of the pillows;

A pirouette in my dreams then appeared.

Soon to come, I was in the hospital bed lying;

Waiting for my baby to be born on that day.

To the joy of the moment, a cry from a girl!

My heart served to the verve and shouted with all glee;

A beautiful baby girl was smiling at me.

To the many moons that passed our nights;

I cradled and nurtured her with all my heart.

As I embraced her to the hobo of the magical stint;  

I did cry and lamented when she wept and screamed.

When she laughed, it dominated the arena of the scene.

Thus, became the sonata to the field of my realm.

When she danced to the music of the Hays;

With all eyes, I watched without a blink.

In chronicling the Clover of my palm;

A Colleen had turned into a lady very fast.

In the city of romance and love now she lives. 

In my heart, she is the stunning princess — a gem.

In my soul — gladness she brings evermore.

Charms to my day — her spirit lifts me up to the sky. 

Through it all, she is a flashing meteorite.

And graciously gives lights to anyone’s burgeon world.

Her finesse is the glory of my eyes;

Her elocution is the melody to the song.

As she passes, the Aurora of the sun rays with her;

So refine and a la vogue, I will say.

Honoured I and much flattered, yet to say; 

A beautiful child is now a fine Mademoiselle.

My dear daughter, you will always be my sweet baby girl

For in my limbs, my extension is such a panache;

Sent to me from Someone up There.

My journey is such a blissful flight because of you. 

You are the horizon in the meadows 

Who gives me joy, flare, and glare.


May the stars and the constellations align to your wishes.