BAR&ANKÁS BLOG

In some place you will be with your fair-haired ringlets, of naughty and greedy creature,
revolutionizing jubilant celestial angels
in the courtyard of the eternal memory forever.

My child touched you, they took you without visa,
infamous bravery of taking your smile from us,
your blue eyes stopped shining so soon,
the streets remained bereft of your escapades,
your careers, your ball, your T-shirt, you.

Three years without my angel, three, an eternity,
I do not want to cry out to the sky, curse the life,
I do not want to be a God's accomplice, it took it,
without permission, without license, where God was?

I do not want to pray, want to dream that you were,
I want to live in the illusion that you never went away,
I always want to have you for me, want you.

Say Angel to me, to whom do I say now niñato?
My child, I lack you, very much of less.

Do you remember when it was stretching you of the sideburn?
what had you very spoiled and pampered?

My god, now I understand everything, it seems that
and to enjoy of you wanted with so much hurry.
Mother's intuition, which for me is me
sister, my friend, my quite.

Do not forget your father, because it was adoring you,
parents, of your uncles, of your cousins, of your grandparents,
of the friends that so much we have lived along with you.

On having gone away, you made us knocked down in the sadness,
the whole life for living, only ten years,
today you would have thirteen, the whole hombrecito,
the whole good-looking and smart boy you would be,
because the face was hurting you of so nice,
because you were aiming at a fear tipazo.

Oh Angel, because they took you my child …
I reveal myself against the life. I reveal myself
against God, I reveal myself before more
big injustice that I have known.

I cannot write any more my child,
I wanted to avoid to cry, but I remember,
I remember you so much ….

And to live through your absence along with your dads,
seeing its suffering, its sadness,
its agony, every hour, every day.

You have given us a love lesson,
because of your absence we have learned
after all to love more and to value more
the life, the friendship and the feeling.

Do you know Angel? Your mother, your father,
they are going to give you a little brother,
it will never fill your space, ever,
but it will dye the tears of your parents
of eternal happiness along with your memory.

Dear friends this is the history of a 10-year-old child, Angel, which in the year 2005 died of cancer, son of a few friends. Until almost last day it had happiness to live. In a few months they took it forever in body, not in soul, which will always be between us. A beautiful, naughty rubito, a leader of its friends, because it was made want. To imagine a few ruined parents, a family that did not know how it could do it better so that they were not sinking, a few friends who were trying to wrap up them, but. difficult all that quite. Very hard, it was already the third one of three brothers, which comes of last like an illusion, with its other older brothers. If to lose a son is more hardly, above the pequeñín. Un rubito precioso, travieso, un líder de sus amigos, porque se hacía querer. Imaginaros unos padres destrozados, una familia que no sabía como podía hacerlo mejor para que no se hundieran, unos amigos que intentaban arroparlos, pero…. cuanto difícil todo. Muy duro, era el tercero de tres hermanos, el que viene de últimas como una ilusión, ya con sus otros hermanos mayores. Si perder un hijo es lo más duro, encima el pequeñín.

Today Mari Ángeles, its mom is pregnant, there will come a creature that will never fill this hollow that left Angel, but, at least, it will turn dyes of happiness and happiness to this house, the house of my friends.