Where sun-drenched sands in whispers sigh,
And ocean's breath caresses high,
A dance unfolds, a verdant grace,
The palm trees sway, a rhythmic space.
Their fronds, like emerald, feathered wings,
In silent waltz, the breeze they bring.
A symphony of rustling sound,
As shadows stretch across the ground.
With graceful bends and swaying slow,
They tell a tale, where secrets grow.
Of ancient winds and sun-kissed days,
And whispered tales in rustling haze.
Their slender stems, like polished stone,
Reflect the light, a golden throne.
Against the sky, a soft blue hue,
A timeless dance, forever true.
CREDITS:
Dreamland Designs - Tropical Summer Palms - Set 2
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