Coming back home is like opening the doors again, <br />like getting in the past with the hope it might change, <br />But sometimes the future gets there first <br />And sees us coming. <br /> <br />Charo is not here anymore today <br />And the deep hole in my mother´s heart <br />Is growing bigger. <br />Somebody else´s speed <br />Took her away from us <br />Just to prove she was an angel. <br />The world is an emptier place today. <br /> <br />(In memoriam, Charo)<br /><br />Luis Gil de la Puente<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/7-news-on-the-move/
