Heritage
16×20 Print
You were born of adobe, smoke from the chile fire, faith whispered through calloused hands.
We give you this land, never to sell
but to work as we did.
Hardened by sun and sweat, you carry more than a name.
You carry what we made from blood and tears.
This is your inheritance: to believe, to build,
to never leave the land inside your heart.
Say this with the sun behind you as you see your reflection in the candy paint.
Soy de Aqui, I belong, I can.
Take these gloves and hold my hand, your potential is as vast and the sky above us.
This is your heritage.
16×20 Print
You were born of adobe, smoke from the chile fire, faith whispered through calloused hands.
We give you this land, never to sell
but to work as we did.
Hardened by sun and sweat, you carry more than a name.
You carry what we made from blood and tears.
This is your inheritance: to believe, to build,
to never leave the land inside your heart.
Say this with the sun behind you as you see your reflection in the candy paint.
Soy de Aqui, I belong, I can.
Take these gloves and hold my hand, your potential is as vast and the sky above us.
This is your heritage.
16×20 Print
You were born of adobe, smoke from the chile fire, faith whispered through calloused hands.
We give you this land, never to sell
but to work as we did.
Hardened by sun and sweat, you carry more than a name.
You carry what we made from blood and tears.
This is your inheritance: to believe, to build,
to never leave the land inside your heart.
Say this with the sun behind you as you see your reflection in the candy paint.
Soy de Aqui, I belong, I can.
Take these gloves and hold my hand, your potential is as vast and the sky above us.
This is your heritage.