It was about parting time

I heard the chicken’s last scream, I hurriedly fixed my bed to prepare my things. After the brewing of my early morning coffee, I savored it. When the clock whistled six o’clock, I must be all set and dandy. The clouds couldn’t see. The vehicles were lazy and I had to find that wonderful baby before I flew back to homey. Oh Boracay your beauty was so fleeting! Tomorrow the blank will be filled with “once upon a time”  and I’d have to smell the newly baked bread in my town. I won’t wonder why I never had wine in your busy shoreline cos I knew it was almost parting time. So I’d like to give it a deep sigh…