Summer’s last Stand
Southern winds keep the cool away
One last splash of sea and sun
Glovers mated record pairs survival of a species, now off to a winter haven
This Island I came to rest, stolen days, oh and joy
Walk again till spring comes say goodbye to the winter friends
Come spring I will see you again
Mind drifts to words shared with the wind
Walking again on a shore, sand in my toes and all alone
Wondering why I have survived
Past fades as I parade
Love found mind is sound
I pray others will see the man, see this man
Today he helps stock the cans
Today he listens to another man
Today he helps another soul, gives thanks, but for the grace...
Spring, summer and fall this island saved his soul
Now he moves to winter haven and follows the migration
So much joy and happiness he has, thank you island of sand