Tamales in Heaven
Will there be tamales in heaven?
I certainly hope there will be.
My favorite, el rojo con carne
made from my dad’s recipe.
They’ll be served with a bowl of posolé
and one of my mom’s homemade rolls.
A plate of refritos will complete the meal
I tell you, that’s food for the soul.
Nothing to me is quite heavenly as
the aroma of my momma’s cocina
with a warmth that simply surrounds you.
It’s the best of all médicina.
What a wonderful thing to help mama
prepare such a heavenly meal.
Helping dad spread the masa on hojas.
I can’t tell you how that makes me feel.
We’d sit at the table, each one of us.
Hold hands, bow our heads and just pray.
Giving thanks to Padre nuestro en el cielo
for the wonderful meal on display.
Sería como cuando era más joven.
One family together again.
Giving thanks for our lives and each other.
Part of God’s spectacular plan.
I guess I will know when I get there.
But I don’t really have to venture a guess.
For I have already felt heaven
and in so many ways have been blessed.
I’m grateful for all of those yesterdays.
I wish I’d known then their true worth.
Because when I look back in memory.
I’d found true heaven on earth.
Copyright 2025 by Jose Antonio Ponce