Dear Editor,<\/p>\n
A Farewell to Candor. I arrived one day with dreams, and so the years went by. But one day life put before me the hardest moments I have lived, and I was left alone. But an angel came that helped me, and tried to entertain me in spite of not speaking Spanish like I do. She helped and supported me, and gave me a great friendship that grew day to day.<\/p>\n
I lived great moments at her side. But in life all ends, so this too ended. Today I leave my beloved town, I do it as I can\u2019t go on. I don\u2019t know if I\u2019ll return to Candor one day, that only God knows. My heart remains here, and when the cardinal sings, I will return to be with you. I ask forgiveness of those I\u2019ve offended. I don\u2019t forget my defects, as the human being that I am. Thank you all, most of all to YOU. You are an amazing person. I will have you in my heart, and will always be indebted to you. The Old Carlos.<\/p>\n
The Little village of Candor is small piece of land that I will never be able to forget because, hidden between mountains, it enamors anyone who decides to visit my little town. It has a very small river, which cuts across it calmly, and on its banks my soul often rests in silence dreams. Here sings the cardinal in a very beautiful way, and the brightness of the stars has unrivaled magic.<\/p>\n
Its people are respectful and above all amiable, always willing to help he who needs it the most. And even though it is a little village, it has the stature of a city. May you be welcome to Candor, because peace you will find peace here, and therefore you will be able to enjoy because God wanted it so, may you arrive at a paradise that you will never be able to forget.<\/p>\n
With all my love to Candor<\/i><\/p>\n
It is the Village of Candor<\/i><\/p>\n
A bit of earth<\/i><\/p>\n
I\u2019ll never forget<\/i><\/p>\n
For it hides within its mountains<\/i><\/p>\n
And enamors whoever dares<\/i><\/p>\n
My little town to visit<\/i><\/p>\n
It has a little stream<\/i><\/p>\n
That traverses it with calm<\/i><\/p>\n
And in its meadows my soul<\/i><\/p>\n
And though you may not want, my little one<\/i><\/p>\n
You more than anyone will make me hurt<\/i><\/p>\n
But do not cry my good soul<\/i><\/p>\n
That even in death I\u2019ll love you so<\/i><\/p>\n
You will be always, my bliss or my sorrow<\/i><\/p>\n
It is the destiny of a woman<\/i><\/p>\n
Reason she had, my poor mother<\/i><\/p>\n
For a woman I abandoned her<\/i><\/p>\n
With the illusions of those years<\/i><\/p>\n
Towards life I ventured<\/i><\/p>\n
To soar I yearned, I flapped my wings\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
And a tiny home I made<\/i><\/p>\n
New loves were in my life<\/i><\/p>\n
But my mother I never forgot<\/i><\/p>\n
How it pains me never to have told her<\/i><\/p>\n
I will adore her forevermore,<\/i><\/p>\n
She will be always my beautiful queen,<\/i><\/p>\n
The same queen of my childhood,<\/i><\/p>\n
There is no love on earth<\/i><\/p>\n
That will wrest her from my heart<\/i><\/p>\n
Because you love a thousand ways<\/i><\/p>\n
But more than a mother,<\/i><\/p>\n
More than a mother,<\/i><\/p>\n
Only your God\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
Sincerely,<\/p>\n
Carlos Roman<\/p>\n
Candor, N.Y.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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