My love affair with Jamaica began when I was a toddler,

Searching through the nettles in the grass,

While sitting on my high chair on the verandah,

Oh! How the cool breeze sweet me so,

Such simple fun I knew when I was just a tot,

Back then it seemed like a whole lot,

My Love Affair with Jamaica continues to grow,

When I sit and think of nice times playing with Dominoes,

Days on the beach just watching the sunset glow,

Hiding on the hill and watching cricket matches,

Wild searches for sea grapes,

Aah! The splendor of a child's escape,

Jamaica, I could never count the ways I love thee,

I would start at one and realize that there are too many...