Come sit with me on the esplanade of this beautiful Caribbean isle,
In Tobago still an unspoilt paradise of people, sand, sea and open air,
In Scarborough, here, the sea looks calm and sprawling like a big ranch in Dakota or Texas,
For here you can see the seagulls fly away into the horizon.
Wait.I see a ship arriving gently parting the sea as it comes in.
And my poet's imagination begins to run away.What if, I thought,
Napoleon Bonaparte had lived here.For sure he would have launched
From this port his massive fleet to conquer Europe, for even before Caesar, somebody was always trying to conquer some kingdom.
But come sit with me on the esplanade of this beautiful isle,
A jewel in the Caribbean archipelago, an isle that you can live on.
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