Letter from your grandfather

I am proud of you, grandsons!

They silenced my voice
in the flower of my life.
But your blood has my voice
in all of you,
to speak my thoughts again.
I did not know fear in front
of their hate.
I did not know cowardice,
in front of the cowers.
My chest was exposed
to the enemy fire,
but they did not kill mysoul.
My heart, my love,
my concience,
knew right and wrong,
to live in all of you.
My daughter first,
then you and you
and that eternal you.

I am proud of you, grandsons!


MaLuisa