Jorge Caban Leon
9/11/61 to 11/15/01
For the man who kicked me out of his room, while on his death-bed, for not smiling
I don’t cry every day like I told you I would
I cry enough to embarrass you
It’s been 10 years since my father passed away.
Sometimes I’m completely overwhelmed with joy for ever having him in my life.
Sometimes I’m completely grief-stricken and a wreck.
Today I’m a combination of the two
Just overcome with feelings.
I love you.