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Pictured: Trinidad

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For You

 

Coconut Oil.

Loving, bright eyes,

I long to grow with you,

But I’ll see you in the blue skies.

 

Working hard in the Grenadian sun

Wind and rain,

It was cold that night,

You smiled through the pain.

 

And I worked hard,

And years went on,

I knew you were proud,

Even though you were gone.

 

Aunties and Uncles,

Passing between them all,

Home after home, yet nowhere to go,

But I did not fall.

 

I built myself from the ground up,

I used to roam the streets tired and beaten down,

But I got myself up and learned a trade,

So I’ll stick around...

 

To meet the love of my life and make her my wife,

To be someone my children look up to and love,

To raise them smart and keep them from suffering.

I hope you're looking down from above.

 

I miss my West Indies,

I do.

I moved so my family could have a better life,

This is for you. 

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