THE PLACE WHERE I LIVE IS MY MIRACLE…
Silence all around me
And it comes from deep within
Thatās what is known as peace
It surrounds me
One cannot buy it and itās not for lease
A calm thatās so serene
A scent of orange blossoms so keen
Wouldnāt you like to live in a place
Where one is surrounded by beauty and Grace
Where the streets are named
Orange, Lemon and Lime
Pineapple, Coconut; a true find
Mango and Palm help to bind
The Rosemary district with all its herbs
Of basil, Lavender, nutmeg, cinnamon
All seasonings and flavorings so superb
If you doubt that these roads exist
Google me; thereās a list
Weāre off Fruitville Road
Where one will find our white abode
Nestled with climbing fuchsia fired flowers
Bowered with power
The old Southern Oaks line our pathway
Climbing to the sky
Becoming a fusion of a green umbrella
When the Sun is hot and high
This land my magic Healer
A true Soul feeder