As I look at vacation pictures, John
I see one of my favorite places
I enjoyed Spanish Cove so much
There are many familiar faces
They come together as friends
Spending an Sunday afternoon
Sharing delicious food
Or dancing to a favorite tune
I’ll always remember my journey
With these wonderful folks
Reading my little poem to them
And their funny creative jokes
I knew Hazel looked familiar
Such a beautiful smile I got
For I had written a poem about
Her huge family cooking pot
My time there was way too short
But many great memories it wove
I’ll always remember the time I spent
With special people at Spanish Cove!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem