I have been your “spoiled” apo ever since
I was young, I knew you can’t resist
Not to give the money left in your pocket
When I’d sweetly say, “I need to buy something Lolo Ed”
You were always generous, selfless,
Setting aside your own wants and needs
Just to make sure you see your loved one
Smile, and to avoid eliciting a frown
All your life you were scattering love,
Never failing to remind us of our great God above
You fought in this temporary house called “world”
With the Bible kept on your bedside chair as your sword
I saw your courage more when Lola passed away
Your faith, strong as a rock, was never swayed
You made me realize there’s always something to thank for
Even though what’s happening around doesn't appear good anymore
Earlier today I heard the news that you were suddenly on a coma
I felt that I had to say goodbye soon so I rushed to the hospital
It didn’t feel right to see you like that unconscious, not the usual jolly “you”
So I kissed your forehead and whispered "I love you"
After I had left, I received a call that you finally gave your last breath
Wow Lolo, how can I not think I’m not your “spoiled” apo
When on your last hour, what you did was grant my wish to be beside you?
A smile now curves my lips thinking you did wait for me, didn’t you?
Now that you’re in heaven, please embrace lola for me
I’m sure your Christmas will be exceptionally full of glee
Of course I will see you in the morning
So I won’t say goodbye this evening
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