The sun is about to go down
Yet the children are still busy
Playing with their kites and marbles
There is a blue sky that gives
A color to the greens and browns
That are buffeted by an easterly wind
It’s the time of the day where
People eat their merienda
Of saging rebusao and buko juice
They say that afternoons
Are a wonderful sight
For they show the best of our lives
An afternoon is beautiful
Yet it evokes images of longing
For a place where we truly belong