Elegía de una madre por su hijo muerto...‏

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  Escrito en memoria de Ricardo Villaseca Najarian

  por su madre Louise Najarian

  Here are we again, sweet son & brother

  Like a ship derelict in a nebulous ocean drifting

  We feel that you are out there far away- In Paradise perhaps?
 
  We wish in the hope of seeing you one day somewhere out there

  Your marvellous soul was severed from your long suffering body & flew away

  It took wings quickly to start the pilgrimage toward unfathomable spheres
 
  Oh Son...little did we realise that this absence of yours
   would enhance the sorrow & grief so much in our hearts  of anguish
 
  So, where else can we search for you but in the cemetery.
 
  Remembering pleasant things about one called Ricky,
  who’s lying in this mute, dark & cruel tomb.
 
  The fatal moment of departure was at hand
  to tread the path of all flesh.
 
  Four months have elapsed,
 no sign is there of your presence never more!
 
  And that makes us feel desolate.
  For we love you and will love you as long as we exist!
 
  Is there balm for this, Oh God?
  Our very core yearns for it!

   Louise Najarian-Amaralian (mother of “Ricky” Villaseca)