To My Mother… Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

Like magic charm
I was born from her womb,
his hands of yield
they lulled me in affection,
virtue of woman,
hardworking mother.

Luzdei the name of her
that is no longer there,
before her loving gaze
from heaven I'm still a child
to which the years do not pass.

I silently cry my cry
in the whisper of the ellipsis,
I hear your voice in dreams
that the breeze carries away,
I drown in folly
I open my eyes and you are not...

My world lost its charm
nothing is the same,
life beat because you have to live,
we have to keep going,
I was an orphan
adrift in existence.

My mother
How to face my existence without you?
In my dreams I see you but I can't reach you
Ah! , But stay alone! , ...
NEVER…,
everything would be a hoax but
you will live forever in
my verses and in my heart.

Your son,
John Bisner Ureña.
Writer-Poet and builder of dreams.
'Believe in yourself, do not limit yourself,
or condition yourself.'
'Together building dreams of life.'