I Come From.....

I come from sun-dried tomatoes and Bongolos. Majestic waves of green vegetation, Summer skys year round. I come from sandy beaches and wide rich soil with lands that have untold riches. Water as clear as the heavens above. Some might say my land is of hardships and misinterpretation, But I say its a land of vibrance and prosperity. Covered in life of festivals and celebration, coral and colors, love and hand-in-hand. Where do I come from? I come from Barbados, where nothing is impossible, where beauty is found, and the black skinis cherished and sacred. Barbados, is my home, my life, my impotance. #YOWO.

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