A poem by Elaine Mendelson of New Jersey



 



We’ve just left the wonders of Destin



The white sands and emerald sea



To once again return to the north



And live out the year hopefully.



 



March is here with her wind and her rain



And whatever she chooses to bring



The grass is still brown, the trees are bare,



Let’s hope for an early spring.



 



Spring arrives and reminds us of Destin,



With warmth, blue skies and much sun.



The days are longer, our souls feel stronger,



We look forward to times filled with fun.



 



Summer is here, the boat’s in the water



We play well into the night



Friends come to visit, and family too,



Destin seems far out of sight.



 



A cool wind blows and then one that’s cold,



Halloween, Thanksgiving and a flurry.



Soon it’s Christmas, our souls are longing



To get out of town in a hurry.



 



We’re counting the miles and look forward to smiles



From friends we’ve made — they’re so nice.



Destin’s getting closer, the breezes are warmer,



Soon we’ll be in paradise.



 



Again on the Emerald Coast, this calls for a toast



Our winter has just begun



Thank God our blessings, we gather with friends



And raise our glasses to the setting sun.