I felt this tiny trickle,
as it fell upon my face.
I brush, it was a tiny snow flake.
I knew it was a tear drop,
sent from Heave above,
reminding me of our eternal love.
Feeling the snow flake,
I remember all the times,
you touched me gently
and told me you were mine.
I still see the smile,
upon your precious face,
as we held in our final embrace.
I know you're waiting up there for me,
until I'm taken home to meet thee.
So drop tiny snow flakes,
drop down on me,
as a reminder that you're waiting
up there for me.
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream