very, very young

bubbles floating by
remind me
what i’m meant to be.
flowers growing silly
in a garden slowly.
hot sticky sweat
in the sweltering summer heat.
veggies on the grill.
baby sleeping on my lap.
sweet man in the kitchen,
cooking up some love.
i am very, very young.
this is the best i can live,
i love it,
i love it.
corridos playing on the stereo,
breeze blowing the curtains.
i can almost taste the flan…
twenty-four years
like hours in the day
filled to the brim with
family, friends, fun.
this is the best life,
my love,
my love.
i am blessed, lucky,
and when i blow out the candles,
i wish to stay
very, very young.