I dream of long summers
Spent at the beach
Palm trees
With purple skies as their backdrop
For coconut water
And fresh honeydew
Having pineapple for breakfast
And the salty smell that tells you the ocean is near
To be permanently stuck in my hair
Seashells lining bathroom mirrors
And clocks
And literally anything
That hangs on the walls
To lounge by the pool
Tanning all afternoon
But never burning
To sit shotgun in a convertible
Enjoying island ice cream
These are my palm tree dreams
Full of flamingoes and macaws
Instead I'm stuck here
Surrounded by fields of corn and soybeans
Pastures of cows and horse farms
With no ocean or beach in sight
But one day
I promise
One day
I'll have my palm tree dreams
Turned to realities
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Leaving Behind the Endless Fields of Corn and Soybeans
PoetryEveryone has that one place in their heart. The two will always be connected, whether they love that place, or hate that place. My place? My town? I love it, I hate it. I've left it behind. This collection of poetry is about the place, the town, tha...