A Poem in Memory of a Friend

Andrea Rivera, Staff Writer

A Flame That Slowly Went Out

By Andrea Rivera

 

A flame that slowly went out

Born, lived and moved to a better life

Every being is born and has its history,

just plan your life without being able to live it,

thus always leaving a wound without being able to heal,

and when you try to prevent your unexpected end,

Listening silently to the laments around you

it is too late to realize; That sweet youth goes out,

wanting to start over

 

In memory of Ericka Bueno

 

Una llama que lentamente se apagó 

Nacer, vivir y pasar a mejor vida

cada ser nace y tiene su historia, 

simplemente planea su vida sin poder vivirla, 

así dejando siempre una herida sin poder cicatrizar,

y cuando intentas prevenir tu inesperado final,

escuchando en silencio los lamentos de tu alrededor

ya es muy tarde para darse cuenta; que se apaga esa dulce juventud,

queriendo volver a empezar

 

In memory of Erika Bueno