Luna Lunera Cascabelera…My mami use to sing us this song when we were young.

  The sounds of the night relax me and light from the moon sets the stage for nostalgia. The bright moon reminds me of my great grandparents. We would spend summers in Acuna and on cool nights we would sleep outside on a mattress. All of us sisters and cousins….amontonadas, all piled up.  No cucuys out there, no worries,  just us and Diosito. The sound of the wind would rock me to sleep.


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