Tahooo! ! ! <br /> <br />The loud voice <br />of the young Taho vendor <br />awokes the children <br />early in the morning <br />of Saturdays and Sundays. <br /> <br />The young Taho vendor <br />he always had the smile <br />and he always added more Taho <br />at the same price of two pesos <br />in every cup of every child. <br /> <br />Taho, <br />I like it too <br />it's not only delicious <br />but nutritious too. <br /> <br />But so sad, <br />several Saturdays <br />and Sundays passed by <br />and the voice <br />of the young Taho vendor <br />I heard no more. <br /> <br />Oh, yes... <br />the young Taho vendor, <br />he's now in Singapore. <br /> <br />How lucky he is <br />he could earn more <br />in Singapore. <br /> <br />Taho, <br />I'm afraid <br />I could no longer taste it <br />and the children.... <br />oh, yes <br />now they wake up late <br />on Saturdays and Sundays.<br /><br />Marites C. Cayetano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/taho-english/
