A small town by the beach in Florida, 

My home only a brisk walk away, 

Sandy shores and the constant white noise of waves

Where summer seems to never end

And the UV is always high 

The days are passing quick as a new adventure awaits

A five hour drive away a soon to be home waits 

Where all four seasons come and go

This is the new place I will seek when I say I am going home

Changing from tanning at the beach, 

To tanning on a lawn 

I fear I will miss the horizon I so long

The early mornings, searching for shells in the salty air

Can’t be replaced or compared

I’ll always long for what seems so familiar

Even though a fresh start is what I dream

Surround by new friends and experiences,

I will learn to cherish what once seemed daunting

I ponder if the beach town that watched me grow 

Will become only my second home

Visiting solely on breaks and spontaneous occasions 

The memories will start to slip

Living vicariously through old images 

I will always remember my happiness in the sand