Listening to every heart
Savana, Come Read
Stretching along in vastness, covering the treeless plain
giving me sight of God's country, to never be alone again,
resistant to all of what would dry my soul to take drink
Savana's her name in Florida, and she gives pause to think.
Like the name she embodies, her heart is big and wide
she's like a tropical oasis, and I keep her in mind's sight;
along her bright horizon, she scatters words like trees,
keeping writers happy, she's the writer's key.
Savana, as we know you, you brighten every day,
you give value to our words in everything you say;
some I think, wax poetic, with only you in mind
in responses we look, a search for your name to find.
For if our Savana has come to read, our tropical delight,
then we will have reached a reader who has us in her sight;
for a day without Savana leaves the sunshine dim;
a toast to you, Savana, my cup overflows at the brim.
27 January, 2000
Main Entry: sa·van·na
Variant(s): also sa·van·nah /s&-'va-n&/
Etymology: Spanish zavana, from Taino zabana
1 : a treeless plain especially in Florida
2 : a tropical or subtropical grassland containing scattered trees and drought-resistant
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow