Sparkling sand pretends to be snow
surfboards try to be sleds
Soft breezes whisper in the air
while we mulch our flower beds
Bright, youthful oranges dangle
from arms of their mother tree
The grapefruit toasts its nectar
as the finest of chablis
Great herons feast as they did all summer
from ice-free ponds, where fishes skate
Florida knows of the north in winter,
But it just cannot relate.
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