Today, Cinco de Mayo, Spanish for the 5th of May...
The Battle of Puebla, though it ended in defeat...

*my part to her poem*
Cross My legs and hope to cry...

The pain is so unbearable,
I cannot sleep at night...

He sees beauty in her eyes,
Through her soul and painful cries...

How could you not tell me,
Were those things he spoke of true...

I can’t say I don’t love you,
Because I always will...

I wish I could just cut,
Cut away at all the pain...

I’m gonna wait for the day we say hi,
Through thick and thin with every tear I cry...

As we sit alone,
I watch and wait...

Now that you are gone,
I put together pieces of your face...

In the darkness there are my fears,
And in the light I shed my tears...

Dear Brother,
I miss you much...