Who are you to judge, i was born dark, i was born white who are you to judge if i am spanish, Asian, European are African, who are you to judge if i was born Jamaican. Who are you to ju...

I miss the sweet reggea music, the beautiful smile on the local’s that live in the beautiful villages, as i think about the jerk chicken and the jerk pork and don’t mention the mannish...

AS I sit by myself Thinking about how much more I want you in my life and how I love and cared for you, it bring’s me joy just to think about you, I waited all my life just to be wi...

Why did you leave without saying goodbye, each day and each night I went to bed with a silent cry, why did you tell me a lie, you lie about how much you love and cared for me but instea...

Who am i? i am a strong jamaican woman,who am i, i am a very intelligent woman, who am i, i am a very hard working woman, who am i, i am a mother, grandmother, aunt, sister, a cousin a...

Dinkie Donut Dumplings, roasting something in a pot of Dinkin something. Dunking Dumplings baking in Donnie’s pot of Dipping Dumplings sweetish pumpkin. Duley plumkin eat a pot of Dripp...

if you have me what would you do, if i was you i would love cheerish and respect me more, if i gave you my heart what would you do, if i was you i would love me more, what if i don’t t...

fish’s in the water, fish’s in the pond, fishs all over flipping in the sand. Fish’s in the water fish’s in the pond fish’s may ends up in miss san-san old frying pan, Fish’s in the w...

The day you came I cried, I didn’t cried because I am sad, I cried because I am happy.The first time I hold your tiny fingers my heart warm’s with love as the love warmth your tiny body...

As I sit outside thinking back where did I went wrong, was I wrong to fall in love with you, was I wrong to care about you, was I wrong to tell you good morning, good afternoon are good...

You are my best friend, from the day we became best friend you always there i never appreciate the most wonderful thing friends share, i take your friendship for granted, the thing’s yo...

Driving on the dark red dirt road in a place call manchester, driving and looking at the tree’s and chrildren playing base ball, skip rope and over the pond as the the car drive’s down ...

As I open my eyes I see this handsome man, who’s my father.I listen to his voice as I held on to his finger with my tiny hand, I listen as he talk, suddenly with the cutest smile I gav...