Where I'm From Poem
I am from enchanted lands
From watermelon skies and desert lands
From the ultimate question: Red or Green?
I am from late nights
From strawberry flavored margaritas and cinnamon whisky
From shot after shot to “I’m never drinking again” the next day
I am from “come down dinner is ready’, the smell of hatch roasted green chili chicken enchiladas aroma in the air to “your dinner will be in the fridge”.
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I am from home cooked meals, coming home to fresh out of the oven baked brownies, and chicken taquitos.
I am from grandmas homemade tortillas. Made from scratch and love.
From the taste of red chili and bean dinners, family conversations, and the exchange of laughs and smiles.
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I am from everything that has made me, all the things that make up who I am today.