by Annabel Sheila
Monday, May 28, 2012
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I'll be returning to my precious Newfoundland this summer for my brother's wedding....and I can't wait!
She is as much a part of me
As my mind, my soul, my heart…
Her rugged shores; her granite hills
I’m lost when we’re apart!
I want to roam familiar trails,
In the land where my father stood!
To breathe her pure unsullied air,
Sure there’s nowhere else I could!
I can hear the old familiar jigs
The ones that touch your toes!
There’s a welcome mat at every door
As every Newfie knows!
There simply is no place on earth,
Where I would rather be
Her rugged unspoiled pine clad hills
A magnificent sight to see!
And when I’ve been away too long
She calls in a soothing tone…
I hear her voice and my spirit soars
Cause I know I’m going home!
My roots are firmly planted there,
On this island rich and pure!
Beautiful isle of Newfoundland
You’re part of me for sure!
© Annabel Sheila
Author & Poet
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|Reviewed by D. Vegas
|Anabelle, Pure air, what is that...sounds
quite breathtaking...Enjoy your trip home.
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
|Beautiful your isle of Newfoundland. To walk the path and
breathe in the purest of air. How lovely Anna. Enjoyment
and wonders found again on holiday.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|They don't call it, “New Found Land,” for nothing. To be from there must be wonderful. I could only hope to go there someday. Have a great time on your holiday and enjoy the pure air.
|Reviewed by Mark Lichterman
|When I was in the U. S. Coast Guard, the ship I was on would pull into Newfoundland in the winter and Bermuda in the summer... Never the other way around. I'm so sorry that I didn't take advantage to explore your country when I had the chance. Lovely words, my friend.
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|How wonderful going back home and have the best time my friend this was a great write indeed Laura
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|Home sweet Home
how can one forget memorable roots
Love & Peace be with nyou
|Reviewed by Lonnie Hicks
|Nothing like feeling that you have roots and love where you are from.
|Reviewed by Richard King
|Nice one Anna. Smooth flowing with perfect rhythm and rhyme.... Oh, and besides all that, a lovely message.
Home truly is where the heart is. Dick
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Roots run deep where home is....enjoy your time, congrats to your brother!
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|WELL DONE; PHRASES, RHYME SCHEME AND STYLE SUPPORT YOUR THEME SOLIDLY WITH VIVID IMAGERY. ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|We all seem to have that one place that we love & will never forget especially with regards to where we grew up...enjoy that trip, Anna...e|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Great poem to the land you love.|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Although I was born and raised here in Nova Scotia and my father was from PEI, my mother was a Newfoundlander so I grew up loving the songs and stories of her home and have always truly considered myself a Newfoundlander. So enjoyed this one a lot.
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
Home should have that draw for all of us, very lovely.