In Iloilo’s warm embrace,
An ancestral home, a sacred space,
Sumptuous dinner, rich with cheer,
Filled with love and memories dear.
The scent of lechon fills the air,
Puto, bibingka everywhere,
Laughter echoes, soft and bright,
As stars above twinkle in the night.
Generations gather ’round the feast,
Old stories rise, the joy’s released,
In every corner, spirits near,
Love and memories all so dear.
Rachel Garganera
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