11/25/09

This time...


This time I don't have to plan when to get over there

This time I don't have to go at all


Last time I made them come here, she barely made it, and hardly ate

Last time was the last time


This time nothing will be cooked by our hands

This time not planning anything


Dad and I will eat, less one

Dad and I will do something new


The next three months will be hard

Holiday, holiday, bday, bday

She won't call, hug, or say 'Que dios te bendiga'


This time I will miss my mom

2 comments:

Lorena said...

this is so beautiful and so sad. The images really add to it, very beautifully powerful

lettyrburrage said...

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