Hands of a hardworking person who with care
you cleaned the house, you dusted the dust, you swept the floor
you washed my clothes, you watched over me when it took
The years passed and your stiff fingers did not complain
You are already in another plane, next to the angels
there now I think that your hands recovered like velvet
they perch on the clouds, clawing at wishes
of us who miss you now.
What would I give to hold your hands again
it would only be a fleeting moment
my soul rejoices knowing that you see us now
I miss you forever "Dear Mother".
© 2021, Felix Garcia P. All rights reserved
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Dedos rígidos
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Manos de una persona trabajadora que con cuidado
limpiaste la casa, limpiaste el polvo, barriste el piso
me lavaste la ropa, me cuidaste cuando hacía falta
Pasaron los años y tus dedos rígidos no se quejaron
.
Ya estás en otro plano, junto a los ángeles
ahí ahora pienso que tus manos se recuperaron como terciopelo
se posan en las nubes, arañando los deseos
de nosotros que te extrañamos ahora.
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¿Qué daría por tomar tus manos de nuevo?
solo sería un momento fugaz
mi alma se regocija sabiendo que nos ves ahora
Te extraño para siempre "Querida Madre".
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