KILLMANWARHILLA Poem by Rose of many coloursa hike I have been to through the northern range in Trinidad Shadows of a blazing sun not cease,
And every two hundred yards I pause-
and drench my self with perfumed breeze.
With miles of flowers, shrubs, and leaves
This virgin forest with giant trees.
Here on Killmanwar hill-
I drank my fill.
Of natures bliss.
Though the trail is hard- I dismiss;
With thoughts of life mist.
when I wave my hands;
You walk me through these rugged Lands.
Breath of fresh air my soul refreshed;
Make me lighted joyously about- with a weary band.
Paria fall, turtle rock and treks of sand.
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4 Reviews Added on March 22, 2014 Last Updated on February 6, 2021 AuthorRose of many coloursSan Fernando , Trinidad and TobagoAboutHello. I'm from the Caribbean,Trinidad and Tobago. Writing is my companion, it defines the person i am. 'My tongue is the pen of a ready writer' this is my favourite verse in the Bible. My expe.. more.. |

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