My hometown poem

San Jose de Gracia Jalisco.
My hometown poem
My hometown
Is special like the stars
It smells like wet dirt
The dirt is soft and red like the roses

My hometown
Is hot like the beach and
 Every morning we wake up with the rooster singing
Charros (cowboys) are everywhere
The fresh smells of homemade tortillas

My hometown
Is full of agave landscapes
Mariachis are on every street
Folkloric dance
Huge Haciendas

My hometown
Has beautiful church and
It’s named after Jesus father
Big parties in honor of Jesus father

My hometown
Tequila everywhere
The smell of fresh tacos
Horses on the streets
Beautiful and beloved Mexico









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