Essay from Graciela Noemi Villaverde

My Three Grandchildren

Ciro, eleven years old, a torrent of energy contained in a body and an intellectual mind. Your eyes, two deep pools reflecting the blue sky, serene yet full of the restlessness typical of your age. In them I see the future, a path yet to be charted, full of infinite possibilities. A future that fills me with pride and hope.

Three light skinned boys in white shirts and jackets and black pants on children's bikes in a park area with nearby green trees.

Constantino, eight years old, a spring sun in your shining blond curls. Your laughter, a spring that flows endlessly, brightening every moment. You are joy personified, a whirlwind of pure energy that infects everyone around you. A hug from you is a shot of optimism, a balm that heals any sorrow.

Milo, five years old, a little dark-skinned prince, sweet as honey. Your eyes, two bright stars that shine with radiant innocence. Your silence, sometimes, speaks louder than a thousand words, conveying a deep and comforting peace. You are the calm after the storm, the warm embrace that comforts me at the end of the day. A sweet whisper that reminds me of life’s simple beauty.

I love my princes.

GRACIELA NOEMI VILLAVERDE is a writer and poet from Concepción del Uruguay (Entre Rios) Argentina, based in Buenos Aires She graduated in letters and is the author of seven books of poetry, awarded several times worldwide. She works as the World Manager of Educational and Social Projects of the Hispanic World Union of Writers and is the UHE World Honorary President of the same institution Activa de la Sade, Argentine Society of Writers. She is the Commissioner of Honor in the executive cabinet IN THE EDUCATIONAL AND SOCIAL RELATIONS DIVISION, of the UNACCC SOUTH AMERICA ARGENTINA CHAPTER.

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