Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Mi Abuela.

A short poem I wrote after my grandma passed.

Mi abuela
(she taught me something only a dying person could-the power of grace under unforgiving circumstances.)
Her Legacy
For as long as I live you will live
Through my eyes that seem to lose
that sparkle every now and then due to saddness,
Through my words of letter that you gave wisdom and strength in
Through my heart you left a print of
that will forever smile.

Te amo mucho, abuela. Te echo de menos.

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