I could only see her from afar,
insistently looking at her black cell phone,
as smoke escaped from a long cigar.
A little skinnier than the last time I saw her.
My little Sofia has already grown up,
and here I still believed she was a little girl.
She didn't turn to look at me,
nor did she hide the cigarette,
she just turned slightly towards the ground
and then to her boyfriend
that he parked his motorcycle next to me...
Solo la pude ver desde lejos,
observando insistentemente su celular negro,
mientras él humo escapaba de un cigarro largo.
Un poco más flaca que la última vez que la vi.
Mi pequeña Sofía ya ha crecido,
Y yo que aún creía que era una niña.
No volteó a mirarme,
ni escondió el cigarro,
solo volteó ligeramente hacia el suelo
y luego a su novio
qué estacionaba su moto a mi lado...
Poesía y fotografía
@saulos
De profundos sentimientos, suena a un padre observando a su hija desde lejos. Y ya ha crecido. Es común que en nuestra mente cuando dejamos de ver a alguien seguido nos queda su imagen de niña. Muy hermoso y con el acompañamiento del girasol. Un abrazo.
With deep feelings, it sounds like a father watching his daughter from afar. And it has already grown. It is common that in our minds when we stop seeing someone often we are left with their image of a girl. Very beautiful and with the accompaniment of sunflower. A hug. @saulos
Beautiful flower and a lovely poem!😊
Sunflower is my favorite flower, I like it very much.