I am from my Abuelita,
From where bachata is heard far and wide,
I am from a land that shimmers like gold,
Where the sun glimmers ,
Touching the nation and sea year round.
I am from the beach,
As the sand sweeps between our feet, while the saltwater
Splashes against the heat.
I am from the Guira and Guitarra
The soothing rhythmic beats that make up our hearts.
Even the roosters sing and have their part.
I am from Tres leches
The only place where one kind of milk isn’t enough,
For our cakes
I am from the land of the Lord,
Where we give praises everyday
With family and grace..
I am from the Dominican Republic,
From Queso frito to caramel cakes.
Our foods unite us and who we strive to be
I am from the love that keep us together
Through joy and tragedy.
Gods got us, fully.
For he only is my rock and my salvation,