Words from an Insomniac still trying to find her way

Brownsville Blues

This town is a SHIT HOLE

but our mother keeps us sane

With her motherly cooking

her repeated interesting stories

translated by Nelly y Val

 

It’s her smile that keeps us going

when these estúpido drivers can’t

Her soothing chicken Mole

homemade Menudo dreams

we miss her each time we leave

 

This weather has been dreadful

pero her humor adjusts us quickly

What will we do without her comfy bed

or her quesadillas?

Her love puts us at ease for now

 

We never leave shorthanded

taking back some of her love

Along with a comal

a necklace, a pair of shoes

A story told a hundred times

 

Life with her never gets old

even though Brownsville gives us the blues…

 

April 2011

 

 

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2 responses

  1. nicely written!

    October 27, 2012 at 4:22 am

    • Thank you :). My mother-in-law is a wonderful woman. This is just one way to show her how much she is loved. Thank you for reading!

      October 27, 2012 at 1:34 pm