First, a promising photo never seen:

And now I will transcribe several words I wrote twenty-one years from now. Parasites the lot of them, their intention is to be not as tall as those of the honoree:  

THE TREES HE KEPT MOOING

For Enrique Fierro, when radiating his ninety years

1)

An orange

An orange Earth

An orange Earth blue

An orange for Enrique

             ... forgetting his dark premonitions he has stayed here beside us.

2)

Seen on good days

Seen on very good days

About the town of Austin

Around the shores of its Sidewalks

For he who has lasted

among poets: Enrique

             ... wandering his distinct way, newspaper under arm.

3)

Your cow moos trees

that you, Enrique, mooed first

that you, Enrique, still moo

             ...measuring their verses in rings and in years.

4)

And with so many words

Enrique Fierro, you should start

             ... writing those memoires we so often request.