Beneath the sway of palms, where shadows dance,
A frozen drink in hand, we find our chance—
To leave the week behind, let worries cease,
And soak in the Gulf breeze, the sound of peace.
The barbecue sizzles, friends gather near,
Laughter and stories mix with cheer.
The lapping waves, the white sand’s embrace,
This is our haven, our tranquil place.
The sun dips low, painting skies in gold,
As another week’s tales quietly unfold.
We breathe it in, this life we’ve found,
Where every moment feels unbound.
In this Florida dream, where time moves slow,
With friendly faces, we let our joy show.
Laid-back days, in this corner of earth,
We savor the simple, the endless worth.
So here’s to weekends, under skies so wide,
With frozen drinks, good friends by our side.
In paradise found, we’ll make our stand,
As the waves kiss gently the sun-kissed sand.
Written by Scott Randy Gerber, Whispers Of The Soul © All Rights Reserved 2024