ͳᏋ ᎯᎷᎯᎡᏋ́, ᎮᎧᎡ ᏕᏐᏋᎷᎮᎡᏋ

𝔇𝔦𝔢𝔷 𝔞𝔫̃𝔬𝔰 𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔫
𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞 𝔞𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔷𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔲 𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔞 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔞,
𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔲 𝔳𝔬𝔷 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯,
𝔶 𝔞𝔲𝔫 𝔞𝔰𝔦́, 𝔥𝔦𝔧𝔞 𝔪𝔦́𝔞,
𝔱𝔲𝔰 𝔥𝔲𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔰,
𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔬 𝔢𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔠𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔦́𝔞𝔰.

𝔈𝔰𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔞𝔲́𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞
𝔢𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔡𝔬 𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔰 𝔭𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔫̃𝔞𝔰,
𝔡𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔰 𝔬𝔧𝔬𝔰 𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔰 𝔡𝔢 𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔰,
𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔟𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰𝔞𝔰
𝔡𝔢 𝔲𝔫 𝔣𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔞 𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔤𝔬́,
𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔮𝔲𝔦́, 𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔦́.

¿𝔓𝔬𝔯 𝔮𝔲𝔢́ 𝔫𝔬 𝔣𝔲𝔦 𝔶𝔬?
𝔐𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔬,
𝔠𝔲𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔩𝔞 𝔫𝔬𝔠𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔭𝔢𝔰𝔞𝔡𝔞
𝔶 𝔩𝔞𝔰 𝔩𝔞́𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔰 𝔡𝔦𝔟𝔲𝔧𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔬𝔰
𝔢𝔫 𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔞𝔡𝔬.
𝔓𝔢𝔯𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔬 𝔱𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔬́𝔫,
𝔢𝔰𝔞 𝔪𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔡𝔦́𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔟𝔞𝔰,
𝔶 𝔰𝔢́ 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔮𝔲𝔦́,
𝔢𝔫𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔢́𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔲 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔯.

𝔉𝔲𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔦 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔬, 𝔪𝔦 𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔞,
𝔩𝔞 𝔩𝔲𝔷 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔦𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔬́ 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔬́𝔫 𝔬𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔬.
𝔄𝔲𝔫𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔢 𝔣𝔲𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔞𝔡𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔬,
𝔱𝔲 𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔞 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔡𝔲𝔯𝔞 𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔡𝔬,
𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔬 𝔡𝔢𝔩 𝔳𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬,
𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔬 𝔡𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔩 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔞 𝔪𝔦 𝔭𝔦𝔢𝔩.

𝔓𝔞𝔡𝔯𝔢 𝔢 𝔥𝔦𝔧𝔞, 𝔲𝔫𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔬́𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔞,
𝔲𝔫 𝔩𝔞𝔷𝔬 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔦 𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔬 𝔫𝔦 𝔩𝔞 𝔪𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔯.
𝔜 𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔢 𝔢𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫̃𝔬 𝔪𝔞́𝔰 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔞,
𝔱𝔢 𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔬, 𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔬,
𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔬, 𝔢𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔞 𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬́𝔫.

𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔦́𝔞, 𝔪𝔦 𝔭𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔫̃𝔞 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔡𝔞𝔡,
𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔢𝔩 𝔢𝔠𝔬 𝔡𝔢 𝔪𝔦 𝔞𝔩𝔪𝔞,
𝔩𝔞 𝔯𝔞𝔷𝔬́𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔯 𝔩𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔬 𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢,
𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢́𝔰,
𝔱𝔲 𝔩𝔲𝔷 𝔤𝔲𝔦́𝔞 𝔪𝔦 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔬,
𝔶 𝔱𝔲 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔞 𝔣𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔷𝔞𝔰
𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔞 𝔢𝔫𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯 𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔰𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔦.

𝔊𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔰 𝔭𝔬𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔬 𝔪𝔦́𝔞,
𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔬 𝔭𝔬𝔯 𝔲𝔫 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢.
𝔗𝔲 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔡𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔞́ 𝔪𝔦 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔲𝔤𝔦𝔬,
𝔪𝔦 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔲𝔢𝔩𝔬, 𝔪𝔦 𝔭𝔞𝔷.

𝔗𝔢 𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢́, 𝔭𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔯𝔢.

---

Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de Poesía auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse. Gracias a la comunidad #blockchainpoets por permitirme postear aquí. Si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace:

ℂ𝕝𝕦𝕓 𝕕𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚́𝕒

---

CRÉDITOS:

• Imagen: Íntimos recuerdos del álbum familiar.

Arte del título: CoolText

---

Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen,
día a día,
a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.

---

---

The English version differs from the original Spanish version, because if I translate it literally, the meaning, rhythm and syllable count are lost.

I'ᒪᒪ ᒪOᐯᕮ YOᑌ, ᖴOᖇᕮᐯᕮᖇ

𝔗𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔣
𝔗𝔬 𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣.
𝔗𝔬 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤,
𝔜𝔢𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩, 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤—
𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔬𝔱𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯, 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭,
ℑ𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭.

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔬𝔡𝔞𝔶,
𝔒𝔣 𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔲𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶,
𝔒𝔣 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔱 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱,
𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.
𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔩, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱,
𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱.

𝔚𝔥𝔶 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔫’𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔢? ℑ 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔠𝔯𝔶,
𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔨𝔶.
𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔡𝔶,
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔫𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔬 𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔶,
𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲’𝔯𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯, 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱,
𝔄 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔩𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔴𝔫,
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔱 𝔲𝔭 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔴𝔫.
𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫, 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔶𝔰,
ℑ𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔱, 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰.
𝔉𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯, 𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔢,
𝔄 𝔱𝔦𝔢 𝔫𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔠𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔲𝔫𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡.

𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 ℑ 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔥 𝔡𝔞𝔶,
ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶.
ℑ𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔥, 𝔦𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔯,
ℑ𝔫 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔦𝔯.
𝔖𝔬𝔣𝔦𝔞, 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔢,
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔠𝔥𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔩𝔶, 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢.

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭,
ℑ𝔣 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔶, 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭.
𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔫,
𝔄 𝔟𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔴, 𝔰𝔲𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫.
𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢, 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢,
𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢.

𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰, 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯,
𝔐𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯.

---

---

Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:

ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕪 ℂ𝕝𝕦𝕓

---

CREDITS:

• Image: Intimate family album memories.

• Title art: CoolText

---

---

🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆

Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.