4/30: I NEVER WANT TO SAY GOODBYE
Easter Sunday
in Red Oak, Texas
A family celebrates
its faith
Cascarones
contain a congregation
of confetti
My grandparents
are also my godparents
Adela and I are blessed
in the Sunday shade
of Pine and Oak alters
The sun swims
across the
Blue stained glass
windows
holding life
under the sea
Red dirt and
green grass
surround us
like the past.
The bloom of
a bluebonnet
reminds us all
where we come from.
Without a word
I offer
a thousand smiles
to the sky
in between
slices
of pecan pie—
I never want
to say goodbye.
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