Artichokes like Comets
Florida Palm Trees
Palm trees dance, under the
Florida sun. Old, lengthy, and brave
Palm trees, moving with the ocean
Breeze.
Golden palm trees, and silver
Palm trees, the same one we once
Climbed in long gone summer
Days.
Palm trees of our youth,
Standing resiliently
As the years pass,
Impervious to time.
Do the palm trees remember,
The children we once were?
Do they carry the memories
Of our games?
The palm trees stand under
The Florida sun. Keeping the
Innocence we once had,
But we can’t see it anymore.