There is no place like home

Don’t get me wrong there are other wonders

But these places have become home

And I can see it around me everyday

From blossoming blue bonnets to the rustling longhorns

This is one of the places I call home

There’s the tall wispy pecan tree that hovers just above me

To the rowdy cowboy’s stadium underneath the night sky

I can never forget home

The wonderful smell of fried foods at the state fair

To the division of whether you gig’em or hook’em

It’s all deep in my heart

However, my heart has enough room for one more home

As I stare at the Virgin Mary hanging on the wall it brings me hope

To the blasting of corridos from my dad truck which creates life

It all brings back the memories I once had

From the Eagle eating the snake that brings strength within me

To the amazing smell of freshly handmade tortillas that warms my heart

And the novelas that break your heart each time

Makes it all feel like home

However, they were once separate but have become one within me

Y’all I speak like a Texan but with a Mexican accent

Hablo dos idioms under one roof

I celebrate both culture traditions

No place like home I remind myself

Because these homes start to carefully form their own identity

Making it unique like not other

Which intertwine like the perfect braid.