Was my mother who had noticed you were missed. This morning, she spoke to me in a pretty shy way. Suddenly I felt how a bad sensation was surrounded me. I looked toward to your place, damn! Where did you go?
Holding to my warm hopes, I could see your body over the garden's grass. It was the end of the good old times, almost twenty beautiful years when you do nothing more besides dreaming of touching one million stars.
Wonderful cactus, you got a hero's death, like if you were a brave soldier falling off a horse. Just nature forces can win the battle against your body made from iron. F*****g storm ¡ Why did you do it? you took the king of my isolated garden away.
What a terrible place will be my world without you. My heart is going to be a grave from here to the eternity. Please, if you are in the heaven; be happy and wait for me, because once: I will be strong and huge like an old cactus.