When Florida winds come calling,
I hesitate to answer the door
For fear its warm breezes entice me.
I leave the cold for its sandy shore.
Upon arriving, then be captivated
By its climate wherever I roam,
To the point, I may succumb
And make Florida my permanent home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The luring beauty of nature. Thanks for sharing.