Coming back home is like opening the doors again,
like getting in the past with the hope it might change,
But sometimes the future gets there first
And sees us coming.
Charo is not here anymore today
And the deep hole in my mother´s heart
Is growing bigger.
Somebody else´s speed
Took her away from us
Just to prove she was an angel.
The world is an emptier place today.
(In memoriam, Charo)
Poor Charo - but more to the point, sympathy to those she left behind. Beautifully-executed memoriam. - Will
How do we prepare for something like this? ' Coming back home is like opening the doors again, like getting in the past with the hope it might change, But sometimes the future gets there first And sees us coming.' I agree sometimes future gets there first we have no time to prepare Ihop that joy will come back..A beautiful poem from you-Pia
A sad yet very well penned poem. Hope you move on soon in life after this loss.... Preets
Poignant and beautiful. Thank you for sharing Charo with the world. My deepest sympathy, Luis. Kindest regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My heartfelt condolences, Luis. Fran, with love...