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Olvido

by Uriel Tovar

Abuela,

Y que de los rojos raspados

Sangrando el cielo de lluvia

En los dias de teniebla.



Que de las naranjas

--Tu me ensenates de

Chile y sal--

Dulces y picantes

Como la vida que te gustaria que viviera.



Pero abuela,

No recuerdas los cacahuates

Que dabas en navidad

Ni las pinatas que compraba el abuelo

--Como el nazimiento--

pero yo no me olvido.

03/30/2005

Posted on 03/31/2005
Copyright © 2024 Uriel Tovar

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 04/02/05 at 05:00 AM

Ohala que se mejoire pronto...that is all the spanish I know...lol

Posted by Vikki Owens on 04/02/05 at 07:48 PM

its really fun to read this when the only things you remember from two years of spanish is the nouns. i gathered something about grandmother and oranges and loving life? .....i like the way the words sound...nice.

Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/10/08 at 02:31 PM

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Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/10/08 at 02:31 PM

oops.

"but i will not forget.."

uriel, you've definitely captured my attention.

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