1994 poem

My mom must be cleaning out her home in PR because she found this.  A poem I wrote for her on her birthday in November of 1994.  Reading it again, and every word is still true.  She sent the picture with a text saying thank you for loving her so.  I’m smiling and just in awe that she’s kept it all these years.

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It’s in Spanish, because that’s the only language I knew then.  Maybe I should write in that language and see what I come up with?  Might be a little rusty.   Anyway, I’m pretty sure I’m her favorite daughter, cause I don’t think my sisters wrote her anything this good. 

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© Sara Febles

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