R A G

one morning they saw me
carefully folding a piece of cloth
with the pair of scissors
needle and threads...

and then they asked me
"what are you doing?'
i just simply replied
"i am making my rag beautiful!"

hmmm, for some
maybe you are just a rag
a piece of cloth
a cleaning material
but for me
you are my everyday bestfriend.


you are making my job
and work easy
giving me company of at least
8 hours a day
to at most 12 hours
or 'til they ask me to stop.

a witness to all my laughters,
crying time,
sad and happy times.
also falling in love
and heart breaks.


and for those hours
you never ever complained,
how many times
i wash and squeeze you
until we are both done
for our day of work.


if a writer have
a good typewriter or computer;
if a businessman have
an expensive pen to sign contracts and cheques
if a carpenter have
a good hammer and saw;
for me,
a beautiful rag is the best.


a thing that help me
put money in my pocket
food on the table
that at the end of the day
put a smile on my face.

this i promise you
that at the end of the day
i will keep you
washed and dry.
so a good rest for you at night
as i do to myself.
so we will be both
ready for the next day
of work and labor...

ps. this was inspired after my lady boss saw me
sitting on a couch near the Christmas tree
yesterday. She was smiling when she saw me
doing my rag from an old shirt that I cut and
use as a rag for cleaning...

My Other Blogs:

Mis Canciones [link] White Christmas by Michael Buble
My Amateur Shots [link] Times Square, New York, USA