Abuelito

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This is a poem to my grandpa Tito
Whom I have never seen
Whom I dream with
Whose legacy will live forever
I look at the sky wondering if you see me
I don’t know you in person
But I still try to make you proud
I stare at your picture wondering
The good times we could have had
You died when it was not your time
You traded your life for your wife’s
You left a trace of family and joy
People around the city came to your goodbye
I thank you for what you taught mom
You are my ideal and my energy
I write this to tell you what I have never said
I love you grandpa.





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