poetry

The tenth of May, 2004, a celebration of life...
Guadalupe Cabahug Latonio

5:00 in the morning
A day made more meaningful for the pains of life;
a sort of celebration!

7:00 in the morning
Pretentious, inept angels in white strut in,
giving shallow reasons for pain, then slink out.

7:30 in the morning
A son uncontrollably shaking in pain, in fear;
a mother with daggered heart in tears, held back.

8:00 in the morning
I’ve been through this once before,
but it is never the same, never the same!

11:00 in the morning
What is more painful than the wait?
Where do I find solace but in prayer?

Noon
I set eyes on my son’s smile, weak but real.
I raise my heart in celebration for Achoo, my son!

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