Sunny days and warm nights,
Sea breeze with barn owls flying high,
children’s laughter, running to dinners’ call,
Hot chocolate, coconut bake and fried fish for all,
An evening for the Caribbean child.
Playing jump rope in the light of the moon,
Hoping mama doesn’t call to soon,
Then again the mosquitoes bite,
I no fun at all, so all say goodnight.
In the dim of the inside light.
Songs emit through the walls of clay,
Happy and sleepy in voices gay,
It gives the rhythm of a contented day.