That Binds Our Hearts From Coast To Coast

 
The kind young chap got up and offered me his seat

He realized the gray in my hair and the tremor in my feet

And I remembered years ago when I too was small

The days I stopped by the old people’s home, to visit with all

Bajans say good morning when I go to the bus stop

I see the heads turn to say hello in the district shop

No one is silent for long after they get a smile

Distress is tucked aside then, if only for a while

She saw I was in a hurry and at the cashier said come through

One act of kindness from someone I never even knew

Using the equipment was new to me but a co-worker came by

Realized my dilemma and showed me how then said, now you try

He saw I was short of change and said no don’t go

Emptied his pocket on the counter and I didn’t have to owe

A lady offered me shelter and walked me to my car

Rain was pouring and she didn’t mine that my car was so far

The road was unsure so I asked the guys on the block to help me

See the yellow house, one said, head there then turn by the tree

Frightened by my collision with him and didn’t know what to do

Relaxed by his calm demeanor and his understanding too

One bad turn in life lead me on a difficult path

My friends never gave up on me, at my status, never laughed

Canada was a new land but some Bajans there

Organized for me to meet others and took me every where

A friend encouraged me to sign up on Face Book

So many other Bajans found me in the six days that I took

There is a special thing about Bajans where ever I go

That makes them loyal to other Bajans, I’m glad there are so

Overseas in countries though you are far away

Can expect them to recognize you by the things you say

Our people are recognized by their familiar traits

A Bajan they say will be recognized at the Pearly Gates

So whatever we Bajans become these traits are the same, almost 

That Binds Our Hearts From Coast To Coast