From my window out here there can be much to see
First are the vines that creep and crawl around
Then is abuela's garden with a few stray flowers
Some are pink and very bright at that
They stand out amongst so much dirt and give the garden a song
If there is some breeze they will dance but that they usually save for the night
After that is the street
Wide one both sides separated in between
With bricks that have been painted red surrounding a bed for the trees
The tops of the beds are school bus yellow and serve as the tag bases for the neighbors playing tag
The merengue blasts and the whole barrio hears it
From whose house Rosita? or Maybe it's the boys
Whoever it is it doesn't seem to matter because those girls haciendo oficios sweep just fine to the words of Raulin's Nereeeydaaaa…
With no shoes they walk around making sure they won't miss a spot
They scrub hard and good too keep the house looking spotless
Rene swings by on his bike with the yani's singing his song that is almost a rap
con queso, de pollo, con carne también it's sheer brilliance what he does taking those tunes for food
The girls stop their work and hand him their coins of 5 pesos each
They munch and chew and close their eyes
Letting the afternoon sun catch their faces
Now their thirsty after all that harina
Leticia gets up and skips to the colmado asking Felix por un redrock
The cups were ready and soon get filled
With that raspberry fizzing that chills and yet tickles
ah how sweet it is
Sweet indeed is the view from my window
-B.