"When I Think Of Panama"

"When I Think Of Panama"

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Blue skies, ocean, river and streams
The dark green jungle, fields, and plants
The heavy rains and dry season breeze
And big fluffy clouds
and the ships that would slowly glide by

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Gatun Dam and 12 gates open The rush of the water, the waves,
and the wind from the currents
The whirl pools that would form, crest, and then recede
Watching the white caps and the fast moving current

When I think of Panama, this is what I see
Playing with my friends (from all over the world)
In the fields and jungles
All the adventures and things we found
Today I still look back and ponder

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Soft singing birds would wake me in the morning
The insects and creatures of the night,
would sing there song of lullaby at night

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Listening to the approaching rain
and listen to low roaring thunder
The flashes of light and the sheets of rain,
as the danced across the roof
The smell of salt in the breeze
The curtain of rain that would fast approach

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Watching the ships go threw the locks
The humming of the lights,
as we watch the ship go from chamber to chamber
Not a lot of sound, as I watch in wonder

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

People driving by, honking, and waving
Me waving back, smiling, and felling great
Always feeling safe
And a since of a friendly small town

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Walking down the hallway at CHS
The rooms, teachers, and classes
The blue lockers that were in the hall
And the open walkways
The large lunch room
The third floor with a slight slope

When I think of Panama, this is what I see

Fancy art of cloth
Food from the sea
Insects, birds, trees, and animals

These are just some of my memories....
and now you know what I see

written by
© Mike Laurenzi
CHS "86"