I went to Florida a couple of weeks ago. It was absolutely stunning so I wrote about it.
My feet touch the ground rhythmically
And I listen to the sound of vivacity.
This town isn’t just a town;
Every palm tree waves, “Hello” and
The sea whispers over cheerful chatter.
So when my feet stop moving
To reflect. I close my eyes;
The scene lives in me
As I stand on the concrete.