Trinidad Villafranca Poem by Trinidad Villafranca

My name is Trinidad Villafranca named after my grandmother whom I never meet or at least not that i can remember.My name rolls beautifully off the latin tounge but sticks to the American mouth.My name i wish was Jasmine for I am truely a flower that with each day grows to blossom and with every tear of pain slowly withers away.I go with the current but, I never forget from which feild I came from or who watered my seed to help me grow the one who pushed the weeds away and keep me pure. The hands that held me in place. With the name Jasmine the memories never fade but, with the name Trinidad comes a memories i have tryed to erase from my mind over and over. A past a want to forget.