Florida Paradise

I remember our Florida paradise, Where you rise. The beautiful beach and white sand, Where you walk and stand, A walk each day to the nearby restaurant, What a beautiful haunt. The exquisite shells by the sea, Then off to lunch and a cup of tea. The harbour where the ships stand, Distant to the land. I hear the sound of the waves touching the shore, Who could ask for anything more. A walk through the majestic town, With good sounds all around. To arrive at our condominium and home, With excellent memories and never alone. God's blessing and rhyme, What a beautiful space in time. Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz