Spring Without The Letter "E."

It is spring in Florida.
I pack my bags and digital,
flock south with a flight full
of tourists.

Tampa, Florida glows in the sun.
I didn't know what I would find,
a survivor of North Dakota's
six months of cold, wind, and snow.

I forgot what sun could do,
sparkling off a body
laying on bright sand.

Now I know I am not
young or as built
as most party boys
stumbling through Tampa today,
but a smiling girl is
walking my way,
so in Florida
I will stay!