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Shores... She is known for her beauty many are lured to come...see for themselves her breathtaking features, her famed hospitality, after all, she IS...Paradise herself, On her clear blue shores, there started a blending of races, cultures, and, newfound wisdom... on those same shores, battles were fought, but...freedom always prevailed She showers her people with courage and strength, when trumpets play sad, and her banner is flown half mast, i stand proud, feeling her solid walls i was born, and have lived....within her shores where my body and soul breathe peaceful airs... together, we survived wars, giant waves, and tremors... Her struggles live in my mind, pumped through my veins, like tides of the sea, they ebb and flow, .........they never die... each time i hear her song, i stand up straight in respect for her past sufferings, her determination, her valor and her much deserved triumphs... Today, new faces speak of new promises, new solutions...done in haste they seem like hot air...rising from live embers, fanning further...the fire of my fears.... i snap the thought, and think of each glorious sunrise that crowns each day, and leaves me speechless, always in awe, wishing i could pull the hours fast so i can right away see her magnificent sunset and starry twilight nights Life takes me to foreign strands, but, when it's time....my heart, my feet will lead me back to her pearl-colored sands, where, i shall walk leisurely, with my bare feet, fine grains would hide my toes, and cling to my soles we'll play 'til my ankles are buried deep...in its comforting cold... "Pearl of the Orient," is my home...my native land my eyes swell with tears, when i see her banner, proudly waving...in freedom... Sally Copyright August 1, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan #pearloftheorient #sunrisesunset #battlesfought #shores #pearlcoloredsands
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 12:49 AM UTC
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Shores... She is known for her beauty many are lured to come...see for themselves her breathtaking features, her famed hospitality, after all, she IS...Paradise herself, On her clear blue shores, there started a blending of races, cultures, and, newfound wisdom... on those same shores, battles were fought, but...freedom always prevailed She showers her people with courage and strength, when trumpets play sad, and her banner is flown half mast, i stand proud, feeling her solid walls i was born, and have lived....within her shores where my body and soul breathe peaceful airs... together, we survived wars, giant waves, and tremors... Her struggles live in my mind, pumped through my veins, like tides of the sea, they ebb and flow, .........they never die... each time i hear her song, i stand up straight in respect for her past sufferings, her determination, her valor and her much deserved triumphs... Today, new faces speak of new promises, new solutions...done in haste they seem like hot air...rising from live embers, fanning further...the fire of my fears.... i snap the thought, and think of each glorious sunrise that crowns each day, and leaves me speechless, always in awe, wishing i could pull the hours fast so i can right away see her magnificent sunset and starry twilight nights Life takes me to foreign strands, but, when it's time....my heart, my feet will lead me back to her pearl-colored sands, where, i shall walk leisurely, with my bare feet, fine grains would hide my toes, and cling to my soles we'll play 'til my ankles are buried deep...in its comforting cold... "Pearl of the Orient," is my home...my native land my eyes swell with tears, when i see her banner, proudly waving...in freedom... Sally Copyright August 1, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan #pearloftheorient #sunrisesunset #battlesfought #shores #pearlcoloredsands
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