Minerva Montecalvo Poems

I am a plate of rice placed on a center table covered with aquamarine blue table cloth with embroidered sky blue lace on its edges. I really admire the pinkish roses on the center of the table, also the champagne and the heart shape form of a cake.

I was cordially invited in a wedding ceremony. Of course! They won't allow me no to attend never. But before this, I was then a grain of rice and as the days passed by, young leaves started to sprout over me. Then the farmers transferred me to a wide and seemed to an endless field. It was a sunny day and the sun rays are pinching me.
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Oh! What is this feeling?
At a time, am I doing the same thing?
It's not infatuation, nor crush, nor fling.
They're both important in my everyday living.
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Elusive amongst heart
that's abstractly drawn;
amongst heart
that has long forgotten its dimension.
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No bronze, silver nor gold
Could ever compare the treasures I hold.
They are the only gems in my life
That give our little house happiness and light.
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I simply love my family
My parents specially
Their love to me cannot be measured
Instead it will always be treasured.
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