In Heaven

In Heaven

Querida Abuelita

There isn’t much time

For me to sum up

The events of my life

I am not the little girl

I used to be

I no longer shy away

From the opportunities

Presented to me

I stumble forward

With a tight grip

A steady hand

A trembling lip

A determined stare

I can speak Spanish

Kind of

My teacher reminds me

Of you

I have scratched the surface

Of all the wonderful things

I will come to learn and do in my

Lifetime

Maybe I can tell you

How much I learned

When I see you again

In Heaven.