-B. Lorenzo
Land of glorious heroes in shining majesty,
Land of my family, of history told and untold,
Bosom of blood line that runs in my vein,
To see you, to touch thy precious ground.
Is this a dream?
Land where the tropical heat mixes with the joviality
of smiles, kindness, and hospitality.
Land where I will always call my home.
I shall see thee.
Thy precious royal air, thy sunrise, thy sunsets,
cherished eternally.
The land of Noble Heroes..
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