Where I am From.

bearfoot. that's how I roll.

I am from cholados, mamonas, and lechonas.

(must-eat in my small town)

From the freshly made orange juice in the break of dawn.

I am from the biggest tree in the world 

and red roses on Valentine's Day.

I am from horseback riding in the midst of twilight

And jumping in the pool when everyone’s asleep.

I am from the road between Bogotá and Villavicencio,

Pony Malta, Postobón, and Juan Valdes

From ayude a bajar el mercado and no pelee con su hermana.

I am from the suitcase full of Christmas gifts

And Avianca tickets to only one destiny.

From los 40 Principales, la Mega, and a Kia Sportage.

I am from hammocks and a good book on a Sunday afternoon.

From Dad’s deep talks and guiding words.

I am from Jesus and my caring angel, my grandpa.

From Mom’s strength and unfailing faith.

 I am from Villavicencio and Menegua, arepas, caldito y chocolate.

From my Dad’s Sunday morning breakfast.

I am from the day after a good parrando llanero

(the best parties I've ever been to)

When everything is quiet because everyone’s asleep.

I am from bonfires and horror stories underneath the warm branches of my tree.

From the most beautiful sunsets in the world,
To the endless starred skies
And the best memories in the most remote place on earth

I am from digital picture frames

Telling our lives, 3 seconds 

at a time.

I am from pictures where there's too many people

and someone usually gets cut off. 

I am from tight hugs and longing eyes

I am from crying when I say good-bye

And promising my return

Because I can never wait 

For the time when I'll be back

To where 

I belong. 

I love to dance with my horse!!!! don't deny it... you loved it!