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<blockquote data-quote="Apple Sky" data-source="post: 77655550" data-attributes="member: 453729"><p>I very often just like to sit & write poetry.</p><p></p><p><strong>Jamaica</strong></p><p>I gazed in wonder the first time I saw</p><p>your emerald waves caress the Shaw</p><p>Silky soft, pure white sands</p><p>gently flowed on through my hands</p><p></p><p>Easy, relaxed was Jamaican life</p><p>smoking dreams through a seashell pipe</p><p>Colours shifted, moved on slow</p><p>viewing natures very own show</p><p></p><p>Dusk swept on a sunset blaze</p><p>night coloured skies with a rosy haze</p><p>Sitting on rocks a barbecue share</p><p>as laughter and music filled the air</p><p></p><p>Crashing waves, bellowed on down</p><p>drowning the beat of a reggae sound</p><p>Dreams we did, midnight came</p><p>bye Jamaica, memories to frame</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Apple Sky, post: 77655550, member: 453729"] I very often just like to sit & write poetry. [B]Jamaica[/B] I gazed in wonder the first time I saw your emerald waves caress the Shaw Silky soft, pure white sands gently flowed on through my hands Easy, relaxed was Jamaican life smoking dreams through a seashell pipe Colours shifted, moved on slow viewing natures very own show Dusk swept on a sunset blaze night coloured skies with a rosy haze Sitting on rocks a barbecue share as laughter and music filled the air Crashing waves, bellowed on down drowning the beat of a reggae sound Dreams we did, midnight came bye Jamaica, memories to frame [/QUOTE]
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