Sunday, January 17, 2010


I live in the Now.
But I still think about Then.
It may be farewell,
But it is not the end.

Some people say it had to be,
Some people are just sadly looking at me.
But no one can feel the pain that is inside.
No one really knows that a part of me died.

That lonely Sunday you bid the world goodbye,
The only question we ask now is Why? WHY?
Some one torn us apart,
But you will always remain in my heart.
And when we meet again,
Our love will have no end.
So dance to the tune of angels songs,
Tell them some of your jokes that aren´t too long.
Sing your ballads and compose some too.
Darling, even though you´re gone, I love you.
Thank you for being a part of my world,
Thanks for making me your woman, your girl.
I look in the sky each and every night,
I know the sign whenever I see your light.
You are at peace and you are filled with love,
Darling, thank you for looking on and protecting me from above.
We´ll meet again and things will be the same,
I will smile when you see me and call out my name.
“Negrita,” you´ll say, “como estas, bebe?”
“Papi,” I´ll say, “ Como te extrañe”.
And we´ll hug and kiss and look into each others eyes,
And in them we´ll see where true love really lies.
So, Corazon, I will carry on the work we set out to achieve,
I will fulfill all your dreams because in me you did believe.
You created a Supermama one day two years ago,
And you taught me that true love must always flow.

So, for now my path is set on a trail of goodwill,
Just know that you are in my heart still.
For no man can tear us apart,
For you, darling Abel, will always be in my heart.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
(Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre)

Sunday, January 10, 2010


Fidel probably had a party,
Chavez probably laughed so hearty,
Zelaya probably did a Honduran dance,
Even though regaining power, he hasn´t a chance.

And someone walks the street today,
Someone who is responsible for that terrible day,
For someone knows what happened that night,
Someone knows why there was no fight.

Your family and friends know what great loss we all feel,
We know that with a bitter blow your fate was sealed.
I still hear you singing my song,
I still have you by my side all night long.

But someone must accept what they did to you,
For someone has made us quite ill and blue,
And I will not stop until they are sitting in jail,
This justice system must not fail.

For someone knows what went down,
Someone saw you when your body hit the ground.
Someone is responsible for what you went through,
Someone was heartless and darkened my hue.
And there is no night of peace for me,
There is no happiness for the world to see.
There is no looking forward to tomorrow,
For my heart is filled with too much sorrow.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
January 7, 2010
Copyright 2009 Brenda A. Ysaguirre

Monday, January 4, 2010


I waited for you that night
And you did not come.
I waited for your call,
And you did not phone.
I waited for your car to drive up
And it never appeared.
I wanted to call you around eleven pm,
I want to take you your usual just around then.
But you had an appointment so I thought you were there,
And so I sat waiting for you to appear.

At two o´clock I decided to wait no more.
So, Oscar and I decided to close the door.
I did not fall asleep for another hour or two.
I just laid in bed thinking about me and you.
The next day I awoke with a start at seven,
I was going to call you around then.
But I figured you´d be asleep so it would make no sense,
So I closed my eyes as I laid there surrounded by the smell of incense.

At 9am I sent you a text to remind you to call,
I did not know you were not there at all.
We went out and it was not until after three,
That I expressed what your absence was doing to me.
Because we had such a rule in our home,
I waited for your call feeling somewhat alone.

A call came at 5 but it was not from you,
Suddenly my world changed and I didn´t know what to do.
I went looking for you and no one could say,
I went everywhere searching for you on that day.
Finally at our home someone said those words I still hear,
Then I realized what had happened and I felt the tear.
Days turned into weeks and weeks now into months,
As we seek justice and as the evidence mounts.

I waited for you to arrive that day,
I waited for your call for you to say,
“Hola, negrita, mi amor, como estas?
Ya tengo hambre, en que piensas?”
And I would say, “Adonde sea, cielo, no importa, mi amor,”
Porque ya sabía que sea como sea estaría contigo,
Y juntos estaríamos en nuestro mundo de YO PUEDO.

So I waited for you and you never came,
Now I am sitting here in so much pain.
You are still with me, I know that to be,
Because you were always so much a part of me.
But I waited for you that silent night,
When someone took you away and turned off my light.
I waited for you and I wait for you now,
To tell me what happened, to tell me just how.
Can I go on living without you by my side?
Will my tears forever come with the tide?

Y la pregunta sigue siento lo mismo, mi amor…
La pregunta que te hice muchas veces sin este dolor,
-¿Sabes que, mi cielo?-
Y tu, riéndote me decías, -¿Que, negrita?-
-Te amo un chingo,- yo te decía.
Y nos abrazábamos, riendo, y besando.
And so I wait…

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
January 4, 2010
Copyright 2010 Brenda A. Ysaguirre