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

I pause

To reflect. I close my eyes;

The scene lives in me

As I stand on the concrete.


About heatherd001

Hello! My name is Heather. I'm sixteen years old and I love to write (poems mostly) but I'm working on some story- and novel-writing. Writing is a creative outlet for me.
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