DEAR CONCHITA´S POEMS

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

 

(Poems of our beloved Tita Conchita, is no longer with us but she will be always inside our thoughts, left us too soon

 and where she could be I hope

you dear can read your poems again)

EVA TO SMALL ........ (pictured is Fatima his goddaughter)

He was born a girl, her name is Eva
told the birds while gorgean
and revuelan and fly from flower to flower
enjoying life, light and color.

He was born a girl, her name is Eva
says that the bank creek
while winding down to the sea
and the ecstasy of the ear with her ​​singing.

He was born a girl, her name is Eva
says the sun with its rays while they kiss
and leave on your face like a flower
gifts of beauty, goodness and love.
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MY GIRL

I have a little girl (his daughter Elizabeth) caught in my arms
a nice girl but can not be, it seems doll  that
a fairy someday was so beautiful that it became baby.

I look at her face, her eyes, her skin, her hair curly, his mouth as well
and ask Heaven to something holy and good to grant it
I had to do.
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LOOKING FOR EXPLANATION (not taking no for lack of a loved one) .... depression?

Wear as the sleepwalker awake
night after night without sleep
and fatigue of this world or traffic
that leaves you wanting more live.

And in the darkness of the night sad
amid darkness and tempest
believed not open the curtain never
has my being projected clearly.

But is that clarity that I crave
that clarity is the truth
I walk behind her on the way huge
and seeing that fails, waive enlarge it.

And finally comes clarity
but the day dawned only
compare it to those shadows of the night
and I do not care all, all the same.
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Thanks Conchita, you were child, daughter, sister, wife, aunty, mother
but left us too soon.

With all our love.

gatufo / cuca