I remember:
this large grandiose mountain
standing hovering over our
little houseat the end of our dirt road
in Torreon, Coahuila Mexico
the adobe house with an open
roof in the middle courtyard of
my abuelito’s casa where mamasita and us kids stayed
after papa abandoned us
sleeping on a
concrete floor, roofless courtyard,
in the middle of my grandparents
housegrandma would keep her chickens, hens
and a couple of roosters
at night I’d lay looking up at the
sky
admiring the twinkling
starsI could see the tip of this mountain
kissing the moon and tantalizing the stars
ten years pass, I’m laying
in the back yard
now at Mamasitas house in
Northern Indianalooking up at the stars and noticing they’re
the same one’s I witnessed in Mexico
except two new ones, probably my abuelitos,
having joined to share the night sky’s opus
I Remember:
last night I laid out in my
patio
looking up at this concert of
twinklingand noticed a star bristling brighter than
all the rest, I think it was mamasita winking at me
my love and I have no biologic
children
so I wonder sometime in the
future willsomeone look up at the dazzling night sky
and notice my wife smiling and
me winking down at them?
Oh, this is stunning. I loved reading your memories. I can picture your grandparents' house, and the chickens and hens. How beautiful to sleep with a view of the mountain!! And the stars. And then the transition to Indiana. Amazing, isn't it, to realize these are the same stars that were above the house in Mexico. And I am sure that someday someone WILL look up and see you and your wife looking down. There are others, besides children, in your life who will remember you.
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ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, nene! I love the idea that the stars are our loved ones. That's very reassuring! I, too, am sure that someone will look up at the stars one night and think of you.
ReplyDeleteoh, this was so beautiful! thank you!
ReplyDeleteIncredibly lovely, and very moving - I can see that little boy looking up at the stars - and now, the man. Fantastic writing, my friend!
ReplyDeleteThis had an atmospheric drama to it, lovely words and tenderness.
ReplyDeleteA very poignant piece!
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful - love the thought of looking up to see your loved ones watching over you from the stars! Great memories to treasure with your abuelito!
ReplyDeleteGracias to all of you, amigas y amigos, for visiting me, sharing a moment of remembrance and leaving a petal.
ReplyDeleteCame back for another read, and it is just as good, mi amigo!
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