Sensational Charleston

Strong-willed and seeking solitude,

I’m standing like a stone on the old plantation,

Down in Charleston, South Carolina,

This is where I regain some relaxation.



There are exquisite vistas all around,

With that old maritime feel;

Nothing can beat the traditional cooking,

Or a tasty, southern style meal;



The terrain for the most part is flat,

And the enticing atmosphere’s kind of dark.

Curly Spanish moss carpets scores of trees,

And drips off their limbs and bark.



There are cypress swamps and tidal marshes,

With an abundance of greenery and growth;

Parts of them still look uncharted

And tons of wildlife occupies them both.



With a faded rebel flag popping in the wind,

And a slew of seagrass marsh fields,

They capture the very essence of the “old South”,

And the indelible history that it yields.



I can still recall September of 89’,

When hurricane Hugo slashed and swept through.

Many traces of it can still be seen

In some of those tokens it slammed into.



This whole area is just one of a kind,

And a person can really get lost in it all;

Its heritage and treasures shall be everlasting,

And are without a doubt in for the long haul.

Our time in Chrleston this week was by far one of the best trips I have taken. I lived in Charleston for 9 years and for the first time I went on vacation there. The weather was nice, the seafood was wonderful, the ocean was relaxing and the the company was great.

But there is no place like home