as i open the window to the sea
beautiful, giant rock inviting me
shape like an egg upright and shiny
they call it sugar lobe of the bay
sails fills the bay like rainbow
gliders fly high to the wind blow
girls play volleyball with their feet
barely clothe; they just string it
weather soft enough to give you tan
water, deep, so clear and luke warm
music, meringue, samba, sound of calypso
it's another place you have to go