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.