This is the image of a poem my father wrote for me about 26 years ago. I was 8 years old and hadn't seen him in 4 years. In my blog "Julio Iglesias is not my Father." I explain the circumstances. This is what he wrote, translated to Enlgish:
My Son
It was six in the afternoon.
I just got off work.
All of a sudden my soul felt the impulse to leave go to a house not too far away.
An hour passed, the clock marked seven.
“Who is it?” Asked Jose, “It’s me Ruben.”
What a surprise, ask my wife, at this moment we thought of you.
I spoke to the one who was your woman and she told me that your son you could see.
I anxiously waited for the arrival of a piece of my heart.
The minutes passed and I grew desperate.
Come up gang, the lady has arrived and she has brought you a gift.
Let’s go up the stairs, as released children in search of a present.
I continued to wait anxiously for my boy’s arrival
He came around the corner desperately and stood by my side
He reached to me with his arms wide open
That got me emotional.
Daddy he said and with great strength he gave me a big squeeze and a kiss as big as his heart. I saw him a second time.
Daddy! He greeted me with great emotion and with a big kiss and hug.
Showing me that he loved me and how genuine his love was.
We said goodbye and my soul was left with a ray of hope.
I thought of the future and his great love.
I thought of his Mother, a woman of great valor who gave me a lovely male child.
Who I love with the bottom of my heart
Who despite his age gave me his love.
I just got off work.
All of a sudden my soul felt the impulse to leave go to a house not too far away.
An hour passed, the clock marked seven.
“Who is it?” Asked Jose, “It’s me Ruben.”
What a surprise, ask my wife, at this moment we thought of you.
I spoke to the one who was your woman and she told me that your son you could see.
I anxiously waited for the arrival of a piece of my heart.
The minutes passed and I grew desperate.
Come up gang, the lady has arrived and she has brought you a gift.
Let’s go up the stairs, as released children in search of a present.
I continued to wait anxiously for my boy’s arrival
He came around the corner desperately and stood by my side
He reached to me with his arms wide open
That got me emotional.
Daddy he said and with great strength he gave me a big squeeze and a kiss as big as his heart. I saw him a second time.
Daddy! He greeted me with great emotion and with a big kiss and hug.
Showing me that he loved me and how genuine his love was.
We said goodbye and my soul was left with a ray of hope.
I thought of the future and his great love.
I thought of his Mother, a woman of great valor who gave me a lovely male child.
Who I love with the bottom of my heart
Who despite his age gave me his love.
I consider this one of my most valued possessions.
