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My homeland

My homeland

I miss the warmth of my country Jamaica
I miss the sun that beamed on my head
the reggae music and the calypso
I miss the festival dumpling mama used to make with steam fish and vegetables
I miss inhaling the blue sea
it's been 5 years since I've come in this gas filled land called England
I wanna go back to yard!
I miss the fresh air
In my sweet land of Jamaica there are always many events occurring I miss all of them. Especially family. Jamaica Jamaica oh SWEET Jamaica is where my heart heart is!

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Britany Stephens

LMAO my homeland is a beautiful paradise Barry I hope you get the opportunity to visit one day. Glad you liked.

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Tony Taylor

Beautiful write Britany!..........could feel your heart in this write...........and certainly, you've painted lovely words for your cherished homeland.............lovely sweety...........well done..........smiles.......T  xx

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Britany Stephens

Thank you Cheriton :-) smiles. Home is where the heart begins and hope it's where it ends

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Britany Stephens

Thanks flower girl you are all invited this summer Lol. Yh England is fun when its not cold!!! I'm an adventure gotta put Scotland on my list

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