Woke up this morning past four and used the restroom in our master's bedroom. Couldn't get back to sleep after I got back from emptying my bladder. Lying down beside my wife, listening to her breathing while in slumber, I let the time go by. But, then, some thoughts came up. I needed to get back, get back to the restroom but with a pen and a piece of paper. Ideas flowed like a running water from the sink's faucet...In haiku form, here's sharing with you what I scribbled, a poem originally in Ilokano language. (But I did the English translation while composing it one stanza after another). The poem was done at about 0539 this morning:
Ti Aniversariota Our anniversary
Nadanon manen, Baket It's that time of year, my wife
panaglantip pusota. our two hearts became as one.
Agyamanak, Namarsua gratitude to our Father
dua bungata blessed with two children
namnama pamiliata. the hope of our family.
Tallopulo ket maysa It has been thirty-one years
a tawen biagta living life we have
napnuan ayat ken ragsak. full of love and happiness.
Biag a napnuan dangadang A life of battles-struggles
naparmek gapu't Ayat. overcome because of Love.
Adu pay a tawenta More years for the two of us
ikararagta we pray-contemplate
rumungbo pamiliata. our family grows-prospers.
(c) 2016 by Chris A. Quilpa (c) 2016 by Chris A. Quilpa
To my loving wife, Freny, thank you for being my wife and the mother of our two amazing and awesome children, Drew and Tintin. Thank you to our dear family members and friends near and far. May God bless us always!