Orange Grove Goddess
Orange grove goddess of the Florida Keys
Citrus in her veins, rejuvenation in her step
Oozing fruity frothy saccharine sweetness
We tiptoe around her swirling juices
Fearful of her wrath if her trees dry up
She is not a nice goddess when angered
Bringing in tsunamis and other disasters
Shh! That’s her I caution the wind.
The ocean knows better than to irritate her.
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