09 February 2008


When April showers shower

And May flowers flower

I shall go home

To the hills of Eglomè

Its Green Hills, the Paradise of man

Rolling lazily with Green

Of Glories past

Deck the picturesque landscape

As it Rolls into the clear blue sea

A blue abode of life

Schools of fish

Dart playfully among corals

Its thin, glossy fins sweeping the plants

Gracefully, one can see

The dolphins,

Happily gliding through waters

Of turquoise, here is Eglomè

My home, where the sun

Paints the sky of blue