IT´S DECEMBER AND IT´S SO COLD

Yard of trees with fruit
and archs pretending antique
were the scene:
family and friends together again
celebrating the youngest of your sons

It´s December and we try
to cheat the coldness
crossing gobblets.

It´s December and it is six years
since you toasted with your wife and children
at family parties
where at first sight
you look inadvertently

It´s December, it´s so cold
and my mother dances thinking
perhaps, that you are her guide
in that droll piece of a town band.

It’s December so cold
and in my hands turn into cold ice rocks
the caress I still from you when I was a child.

The music goes on
It´s December
and I don´t know what to do with so much cold.