I wrote this after attending a party at my friends Pedro and Kris’ house. On a 4th of July

The fiesta starts early evening
while your children play on the lawn
with wet feet and naked smiles
then a bee makes them go inside.

Friends dressed in the clothing of warm weather arrive
along with a couple of bottles of red wine
your children’s laughter sound in the background roars
at the same time as kisses and hugs roll out all around.

The grill gets ready and the cooking starts
and the sky begins to show off its moon and stars
the pleasure for food and drink is satisfied
the playing of guitars is about to pierce the night.

Music, friendship, is our canopy
the playing and singing is loud, as  Cyclops beating their chests in a frenzy
the sweetness of life pricks our hearts deeply
wishing no end to such sweet feeling.

Your children have not stopped playing
they are up and down in and out of the house
their laughter is contagious
now that they play, in the lawn of your mind.

Ernesto Onofre