I spent two years of my life in a foreign country, earning my keep to send my children through school. The homesickness was unbearable, and sore muscles and tears were part of my daily existence. To alleviate the longing for home, I pinned pictures of my children and immediate family on the inside of my closet, together with a newspaper clipping of a poem by the late Vice President of the Philippines, Salvador Laurel.
This poem gave me strength to go on each day. It speaks of perseverance, hard work and family. Let me share it with you.
Why Eages Never Die
-by Salvador "Doy" Laurel
November 18, 2002
I've been watching eagles all my life;
I've seen them soar and swoop in strife;
Gliding with grace against wind and sky,
But I've yet to see an eagle falter or die.
They all look alike up in the sky,
Strong and daring in their quest up high;
They only rest when the day is done,
To perch and care for a little one.
They sally forth each day without thought
Of wounds or flops, or yesterday's drought;
They care not for the past or the morrow,
They know the only time they have is now.
And when 'tis time to go, they never tarry;
They leave the world without being sorry;
To some forgotten cliffs they simply hie,
So mortals never see them ail or die.