Born in Liberta, no roots to call your own
Raised by strangers, yet your strength was shown
They kept you from books, no guiding hand
But you built your path strong, short-towering man
Averil’s love, a union so true
Six bright stars, your dreams grew
Happy, Joy, Glorie, Gay, Chet and Starrie too
Your pride, your heart, in all you’d do
Brick by brick, the mason’s art
Tending soil with farmer’s heart
For family’s sake, you gave your all
A father’s love, our love, our all
You had no father to guide, yet you knew the way
“Ar you rude No bitch!” we can still hear you say
Now calypso plays, I dance and grin
Wishing you were here as Sparrow sings……
Jean and Dinah, Lizard, Obeah Wedding
By Hon. E.P. Chet Greene
