Tag: longing

I have a tabanca. I miss the warmth, The sunshine, The shade of green, I miss the freedom that comes With knowing exactly where you’re going ‘Cause is there you born and raise, I miss the kiskadee song in the day And the cricket chorus at night. I miss the twelve hours of sun, I miss the sno cone, I miss the red mango. I miss the soca And the piccong, I miss St James  And the way it’s Never at rest. I miss the view Of the city from Lady Young Road, I miss the renegade Poui trees that…