Christmas on the Beach

If I was “Home for Christmas”, a
“White Christmas” it would be:
The pure white of the Destin sand
Beside the emerald sea

The crowded summer beaches
I don’t miss, even a tad:
But empty, there at Christmastime?
I miss that
Pretty bad

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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