UNDER THE SAME SUN

 

 

UNDER THE SAME SUN

With cinnamon and nutmeg

She baked the days

under the same sun

that always waited for Her

with all of its ways

piggybacked

She unearthed sand songs

for crabs

and throw them into the wind

so the swallows

listen in mid-flight

the waves of the sea

I imagine Her as a girl

playing to be happy

before growing up too much

before giving birth to us

before this poem

before She left

and we could always remember Her

under the same sun

Edgar Bueno

April-12-2024

https://riistas.wordpress.com/2024/04/12/under-the-same-sun/

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https://riistas.files.wordpress.com/2024/04/wp-1712954373480.pdf

Taken from the book

The Third Phrase From The Sun

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BN4TLJK7/

riista blog

https://riistas.wordpress.com/

Edgar's page on the Riísta blog

https://riistas.wordpress.com/libros-de-edgar-bueno

Other books by Edgar

The book of animals and parks of Venezuela

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0986LSYN7

The Book of Edgar

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09MJFGZG4