Friday, November 18, 2011


It seems like just yesterday,
I was cheerful in my happy way.
It seems like just yesterday,
I listened to all the things you had to say.

It seems like just yesterday,
We walked hand in hand down the street.
It seems like just yesterday,
We had so many friends to greet.

It seems like just yesterday,
My world was complete.
It seems like just yesterday,
There was nothing in it I would delete.

It seems that Time stood still,
The moment you left me against your will.
It seems that Time stood still,
And even now my eyes with tears still fill.

It seems as if Life will never be the same,
Because without you in it there is nothing.
It seems as if Life will never be the same,
Until I see you again.

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
copyright 2011

Wednesday, November 16, 2011


The glory of the day
The power of the night
Add to the words I want to say,
And place all visions within sight.

We can ask ourselves time and again,
Will the wonders of life ever end?
Will we ever change our plans?
Will we be scared to take life by the hand?

Dreams can sometime cloud that one thought,
That helped us win every battle we ever fought.
But most times we travel with one goal,
And to it we strongly hold.

Life tells us things we need to do,
It tells us about people like me and you,
It takes us on a journey never forgotten,
Until finally we return home again.

So smile when you feel sad,
Control your words when you feel mad.
Because once done things can never be the same,
So the highest star must always be your aim.

For the power of the night
Can always offer you its´ light.
And the dawn of each new day,
Can guide everything you say,

Brenda A.Ysaguirre
Copyright September 11th, 2011

Wednesday, July 20, 2011


If things happen for a reason,

If things happen by chance.
If things go with a purpose,
Then it was love at first glance.

I tell myself that its okay,
I tell myself time will tell.
I tell myself I can hear everything you´d say,
But ín my heart I know all is far from well.

You came into my life for a reason,
You came to be more than a friend,
You proved that I could be strong even now,
You proved that my love would have no end.

So I listen when the wind blows,
And I hear the chimes across the street.
Your songs are with me wherever I go,
And your love still makes my heart beat.

For time will move on,
And places may change,
But the fact that we loved each other,
Will forever remain.

For you were the reason I was there,
You were the reason we grew near.
You were the reason my strength grew,
You will always be the reason my love is true.

Brenda Ysaguirre copyright July 2011

Saturday, February 26, 2011


I use to love Thursdays when we first met,
Because it was the day we´d always do things we hadn´t done yet.
I would cross the border and be with you,
And we do all the things I never knew we could do.

It was the day we would share all our plans,
They were the days I would learn from your curing hands.
They were the times we would go out to eat,
They were the times many new friends I got to meet.

We would sit at Costa Azul or Los Mestizos by three,
And after a while you´d join the keyboard player and sing to me.
Never a day would go by without our favorite drinks or my song,
Never a Thursday without happiness and I thought nothing would ever go wrong.

But now it´s just another Thursday that comes ever week,
No more songs from you, no more loving eyes that wink.
No more Costa Azul, the place is now closed down,
And Los Mestizos is not the same without you around.

You left me one rainy night to seek the angels above,
But before you left you taught me all about love.
I carry you in my heart and on my mind each day,
And look forward to one day when "I love you , Negrita" again I will hear you say.

Papi, Thursday will always be our day,
Thursday was the beginning of your life in Mexico coming my way.
Thursday is not the same now without you in my arms or my head resting on you,
Thursday is never going to be the same no matter what I do.

But it will remain in my heart and on my mind,
For Thursday is where peace and happiness I can find,
I will remember everything we did and everything you told me,
Because Thursday was once the day we set our emotions free.

So until we meet again in that place beyond,
Thursdays I will carry memories of you so fond,
And smile and think of all we use to do,
And remember that once you were here and our love was true.


Brenda A. Ysaguirre Lopez