IV. Tesoro

I kept the Ferrari.
Mainly because I knew I would never find a buyer worthy.
It was like an old friend to me.
My old tesoro. My memories melted into metal.

The sun would shine and the two of them would play.
I’d call them for dinner and find them hiding
in the garage.

I would tell them they could ride when they were older,
as long as both my tesori came back home to me,
their mother, as long as
they would not travel too far away.

4 Comments

  1. I see – you deserve more than t

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  2. I see – you deserve more than the Ferrari – may be a diamond ring – house on the ocean!

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    1. Perhaps so! I like your interpretations :)

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