From the resort’s welcoming hold, i step outside,

The sun above the ocean calls my guide.

Down sandy paths, with palms that softly sway,

the breeze whispers to the ocean that i'm coming its way

The hotel fades, as waves begin to roar

A golden path that leads to to the salty shore

With every step, the scent of salt comes near,

The sound of excitement as the beach appears.

My journey ends with a sandy bliss

A blue paradise that’s worth every step’s kiss.

I step outside, the air is cool,

A gentle breeze, the morning’s cool.

The scent of grass, the earth's embrace,

A quiet calm, a slower pace.

The library’s call, so well-defined.

I see it’s spire in the distance rise,

A place of stories, vast and wise.

As I come near, the doors swing wide

Inviting me to join the new worlds inside.

In New York City, the streets are alive,

Now I see why it’s “The city that’s light never dies”.

The honking of the takis, sighting ever thumb,

The brightest lights reflecting off of everyone.

The scent of hot dogs, fresh churros too,

Wafts through the air, Both old and new.

The neon light flicker, shining bright,

Colors that sparkle in the endless night.

The sound of footsteps, swift and fast,

Echoes of voices that always last.

Skyscrapers rise, tall and grand,

Castings shadows on New York’s busy land.

I drive through Jamaica, the sun bright,

Golden rays dance, a sight in the sunlight.

The scent of the salt from the ocean breeze,

Lingers with the flowers swaying with ease.

The roads are hard, the landscape is grand,

Mountains and beaches meet the sand.

Tropical fruit in the market stalls,

The sweet mangoes, and coconuts call.

As I drive through Jamaica, It’s so hot,

The coconuts will cool me down a notch.

We step inside, the air is sweet,

filled with Auntie Annie's treats.

Perfume fills the air, the scent of popcorn is everywhere.

The cloths soft as I touch,

The texture of the clothes I continue to touch.

Laughter echoes, warm and clear,

That sound of joy we hold dear.

The taste of smoothies on my tongue,

The carefree talk has just begun.

I leave the park school, the day’s been bright,

The cars ride softly trying to make the light.

The road is busy, but but my mind is clear,

2 scoops await as I drive near.

House by House, Trees moving with a sway

And soon JP Licks is just a  turn away.

The cow shines bright, I know I’m close,

A scoop of joy is what I need most.

Dad parks the car, I step out with a smile,

I’ve finally reached my treat that was worth the while.

We step off the bus, the air fresh and cool,

Excitement stirs, we’re ready for the pool.

The boat awaits, it bow pointed high,

The engine sounds softly, we start to glide.

Through waters so calm, on this peaceful ride.

Reflecting the sun in the morning light.

Thirty minutes to camp, the journey feel sweet,

A perfect escape where land and water meet.

The boat slows down, the shore comes near,

camp is in sight, the end is clear.

The plane lifts off, the sky so wide,

Above the clouds, we start to glide.

The sun peeks through, a golden ray,

Florida’s waiting, not far away.

With every moment, the journey feels bright,

Soon we’ll land in the warm sunlight.

The plane starts to descent with grace,

Florida’s calling, time to grab the suitcase.