Tonight we walked into town and back.
Walking through a very Mexican neighborhood
On the way back, where none of the homes
Have walls with finished in aplonado
Let alone painted,
There was a beautiful ending to a street
Christmas lights, a nacimiento
Children running around playing.
As we headed up to our street
It looked like the whole street was on fire
But it was only the field
Underneath the power wires
We’ve seen a lot of small grassfires lately.
Is it children having fun starting these?
The Bomberos?
Or spontaneous combustion?
