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A Meloncholy Day

I am sad today

It is not from love

But my family

What could they be doing?

Saying?

Without me being there?

There they are, far away,

And I here, so lonely

I want to cry, I cry in silence

 

My dear mother, how could she be doing?

My siblings, what could they be fighting over?

I don't want them to think of me

Or that they miss me

I only want their company and warmness

 

The bread is soaked in coffee

And we spend time together

Till we part away to dream

 

A *** of water is boiled

With some rice

We add cinnamon, milk and sugar

When everything is ready we wet the bread in it

And we all spend time together on the sweet morning

And from there we part ways until convening later in the day or night

To be a family again.

 

That is why I am sad,

I sleep and wake

The night and day

And it's only me

There is no rice,

No tea or coffee

Or the warmness of my family

 

I become saddened

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Written by
ovc
Mexican
Published
Sep 18, 2016
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Notes

Yeah.

Originally written in Spanish.

Feel free to correct my grammar and comment on the poem.

Oh, the *** of water thing is for a hot drink called atole, which is consumed early in the morning, late at night or in chilly days.

Thank you!

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