photo & poem © Jesús Montero
Lay out the spread on the table,
For the celebrations have just begun.
Blow the trumpets,
Light the candles.
And let us all shine
In the dim light.
Let the present last forever.
And let forever, last and last.
For there’s no talent
Without will power,
As someone said,
Back in time.
Let the present last forever.
Then, let our shine, last and last.
photo & poem © Jesús Montero
