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Tuesday, October 8, 2013

A poem by Destin Hockaday, guest of the Beach Plum Inn's 2013 American Heroes Saltwater Challenge

I am in a place...
where natives treat you like natives,
treat you like neighbors,
greet you with favors.
A place where a drive-thru means lunch at a friends house,
Can you guess where I am?
I'll give you a hint the scent of sense can not be earned with cents,
A place where one forgets about complacency needs,
start fishing with ease,
not to mention inspiration is free.
I'll tell you where I am.
People in this harbor don't harbor negative vibes,
they instead cast lines of respect and friendship...
you WILL bite!
The people of this island are veterans for veterans' hope.
And I hope it remains.