Poema tardío || Late poem

A chapter closes
of the boy who was going to travel
in order to get married
over there in England

He did not long for a beautiful princess
nor monarchies to rub shoulders with
only to marry at twelve
even if it was with a commoner

Let it not sound indecent!
But the reason for his determination
was to speed up the dream
of procreating his offspring

But time carries far away
and he who was a child believed
that it would not be possible
to have children when he was old

At an unexpected moment
strange as it may sound
an Irene appeared to him
as if sent on an errand

And she harbored with great affection
within her the seed
that scratches its chin
and that is going to be born in a boy

Joy came at last
and I want to thank
the most beautiful woman
who is my Irenita Marin

You go here and there!
That's life on earth
It won't be in England anymore
but I'm going to be a dad

Last January 30, my eldest son, @liberflash, turned 25 years old. His arrival was something I had been looking forward to since I was a child and what he says in the poem is absolutely true. Somewhere I saw that, in those monarchy things in England, someone could get married at the age of 12 and I wanted to do that.

But it took a lot longer for me to experience parenthood. In fact, it came at a time when I thought it wasn't going to happen.

On October 6, 1997, I went with my wife for an echo and I could see my son, still inside, scratching his chin, as if he were an adult. That was so funny to me, and I was so moved by the pregnancy, that when I returned home that day, I wrote this poem.

As I have said on several occasions, for me poetry was an intimate act and so was this poem, until this moment when I decided to bring it to light and how well it has been preserved by my wife, @tiaene, for all these years.

Thanks to her for the wonderful gifts she has given me and for keeping this poem that I share with you today!