A town with quaint cobblestone streets
never meant to bear cars.
Founded centuries ago,
In an entirely different time.
A time when Shakespeare was still alive.
A town so small,
that if one isn’t careful,
they may overlook one of the most beautiful cities America has to offer.
During the Spring,
Early morning dew sleeps upon the petals of newly blossomed flowers.
Spring breakers come to explore the towns family-owned shops
that are overflowing with vintage treasures.
They spend their mornings resting on top of the pure beige sand
letting their fair skin soak up the suns powerful rays.
During the Summer,
light and laughter fill the coastal air.
Sweet cherry popsicles
so vibrant in color
drip down the hands of innocent young tourists
looking for sweet relief from the unforgiving sun.
The aroma from the local chocolatier,
enticing each passerby with the overwhelming fragrance of rich cocoa.
During the Fall,
Tour guides walk guests by centuries old graveyards.
The long-forgotten ghosts will haunt anyone
who dares to venture near their ancient tombstones.
Old ghost stories flow through the town with newfound life
as October-time draws near.
The eyes of young children become wide with excitement and fear
ready to absorb all the ghost stories they can bear to hear.
During the Winter,
millions of individual lights
twinkle all through the streets.
Soft white lights
contrast with deep blues,
vibrant reds,
and emerald greens
bringing the holiday season to life.
Thousands of people travel to witness the glowing lights
sparkling all during night.
A town resting near the coast
filled with a fascinating history,
ready to welcome all who come to experience
everything that it hides
inside its cobblestone streets.
About the Creator
Sarah Hanzman
Junior in college & an English Major. :)
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