The land of greens from where I sprang;
I have arrived to grant myself a stroll.
The sight of views was gay and so I sang,
Reminisce me, and allow me to recall.
The kingdom, the subjects, the castles
have all been brought to life;
The Church where Pearl of Great Price jostle,
I revered without any sense of strife.
The hut of wisdom fond memories roamed;
Antiquities and relics burst and foamed.
Old and new together they caused me color;
And multi-cultures headed by my own.
Abandonedly, I sit on a pebbled bench;
And sense that reminisce is just as yet to quench.
18 September 2008
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