Antigua And Barbuda

Antigua and Barbuda, twin gems of the Caribbean Sea,
Where azure waters caress golden shores with glee,
A land of beauty, where nature reigns supreme,
In your embrace, dreams and realities gleam.

Antigua, the larger of the two, a vibrant heart,
Bathing in the sun’s embrace, a tropical art,
Her beaches, endless ribbons of pristine delight,
Inviting travelers to surrender to pure delight.

Barbuda, a serene sanctuary, untouched and pure,
A haven for seabirds, where nature finds its cure,
A tapestry of pink sand and turquoise lagoons,
Where solitude whispers in gentle monsoon tunes.

Together, these islands form a harmonious pair,
A symphony of cultures, a blend so rare,
From English Harbor’s history to Shirley Heights’ view,
Every corner reveals a story, both old and new.

In St. John’s, the capital, vibrant colors dance,
As lively markets beckon, a sensory romance,
Calypso beats fill the air, igniting souls with cheer,
As laughter and joy intertwine, banishing all fear.

Oh, Antigua and Barbuda, your spirit soars,
Where freedom and resilience are deeply roared,
From the days of sugar cane and colonial might,
To independence gained, a proud and valiant fight.

Your people, warm and welcoming, like the sun’s embrace,
Diverse and united, celebrating every race,
From the Caribs to the Arawaks, their legacy remains,
In the stories told and the ancestral veins.

And as the trade winds whisper through the palms,
The islands come alive with lilting island psalms,
Where steel drums sing and reggae rhythms sway,
In Antigua and Barbuda, it’s always time to play.

So let us raise a toast to these islands fair,
Where freedom and beauty weave a timeless affair,
Antigua and Barbuda, may your spirits ever soar,
As we cherish your treasures, forevermore.