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Joaquin Gurule. He was there when I needed to smile. He sure was very much worthwhile.He called me his baby. Every time I asked him for something He never said maybe.His favorite place in the world was Eagle's Nest. In the summer, we would all go.there are memories there That only him and I share.He went through some good and bad times But in the end he would always pull through.I guess you can say that he was a lucky man And he was never afraid to take a stand.He was in and out of the hospital. We though his life would never end.Why he had to go I will never understand.The day he shut his eyes My light turned to dark.I asked God how He could take him away from me. I asked myself how could this be.My heart was full of glory and of love But now my heart is full of sadness and empty madness.Nothing is the same without him. The trees aren't as green The flowers are not as colorful The birds are not as cheerful The sun has lost its cheerful glow The moon is not as bright And the stars don't twinkle at night.As I write this poem, I feel his warm touch by my side.A part of me died with him, Neither a good nor bad part.I know my Daddy Vejo and I will never part 'cuz I carry him in my heart.Vanessa Benavidez
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