en el barro de los zapatos
en la familia que espera
en el bus que
no pasa... no pasa... no pasa...
ya casi olvidada
se agradece
y mientras los paraguas
improvisados
con cualquier cosa impermeable
protegen el cabello, la ropa,
esquivan el posible resfriado
reminiscencias de aquella niñez
en que la lluvia era correr emparamados
a ubicarnos dando saltos
bajo el chorrerón de agua
caída del techo
Pero ahora esquivamos la lluvia
cómo esquivamos
tantas cosas íntegras
de nuestra niñez
Pasa el bus.
ENGLISH VERSION
in the mud on shoes
in the waiting family
in the bus that
doesn't come... doesn't come... doesn't come...
and while makeshift umbrellas
made from any waterproof material
protect hair and clothes,
avoid a possible cold
reminiscences of that childhood
when rain meant running soaked
to find shelter jumping
under the stream of water
falling from the roof
But now we dodge the rain
how we dodge
so many other integral parts
of our childhood
The bus comes.
Fotos propias tomadas con celular Infinix Smart 9 HD/
Own photos taken with Infinix Smart 9 HD cell phone
El texto fue creado sin IA /The text was created without AI
@ineyashami / Dividers and digital signature, art by @ineyashami
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