My Grandfather’s house. (First written on 14 March 1976- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
(My father like many Mexicans. Fought for freedom in the Korea war . My illegal Grandfather served in World War two and a white Captain ensure he received his citizenship. Look at the… Continue reading
The healing, the sunflowers.. My grandfather loved his garden. Now I became like my grandfather. He loved the roses, the wildflowers and the days of Spring, the days of rebirth. He told me… Continue reading
I am coming home.. I sat in the plane from Philly to Detroit.. Heading to a place I ran away from.1000 days ago, I wanted war, new places and better ending. The splendor… Continue reading
Coming home I sat in the plane from Philly. Heading to a place I ran away from.1000 days ago, I wanted war, new places and better ending. The splendor was war wasn’t so… Continue reading
A February morning… The days of February are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice… Continue reading
My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need… Continue reading
Grandfather’s roses… My grandfather told me often. We must be like the rose. She sleeps the complete Winter and rebirth yearly stronger and more beautiful. In the hard days of Winter, she… Continue reading
My Grandfather house… (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
