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Madre

Touching to sea essence with their noses
Old men  by the seashore
Sails up flags waving goodbye
Gulls laughing
Don Coto's Face brown and wrinkled
Smiles from ear to ear
Prepares for the voyage to gather bounty
From the land the sea to see
The coconut trees
Leaves rubbing against each other
Waiting for their daily drinks to arrive
The sun plays peekaboo
With the rolling clouds of white and blue
Man loading their Cargo
Their wives saddened
Tears flowing 
Nearby laughter
Josélito Negrita and Tony
Chasing down fiddlers 
by the mangroves
Oblivious they are
Life is just fun and games
Atop the hill
The river flows endlessly
Mi madre Maria tomasa
Is at the river bed
Washing clothes
Andre the fiery
Flamboyan..
She's beautiful, radiant black hair green eyes
Strong yet loving she was
I miss her my family mi familia
My people mi gente
My culture mi cultura
Mi India Borincana
With your music of love 
Life and lore
I will never forget you
Dreams never die
Although years may pass
I'll shall return 
Just like my 
Father..














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              A Camacho jr.
                1996 -2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Karim Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 9:16 AM
You are a Poet! This poem is great. Check out my poems on Poetry Soup.
Camacho Avatar
February 18, 2016 at 9:57 AM
Hi Ayesha,this one I hold dear to me my people my culture my passion for always I carry this deep in my soul..thanks tonytocaa
Allison Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 1:53 PM
Such vivid imagery Tony I gather this is penned about the homeland you so love and your dreams of returning home again one day - I know you will return:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx
Camacho Avatar
March 9, 2015 at 3:51 PM
Jan, thank you for sharing your thoughts and your wonderful insight..blessings and hugs I appreciate the seven..lov Tony
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