In fields of vibrant Tagalog words, Where language blooms like morning birds, A dance of sounds both strong and sweet, A tapestry where cultures meet. Behold the ink of ancient scrolls, In verse, the spirit timeless rolls, A bridge uniting time and place, Each word a woven thread of grace. I introduce this tale to thee, With whispers woven lovingly. My name is Ashley, here I stand, A poet with a heart unplanned.