S eth H olcombe The James Island park Is a shiny place As the sun beams down With the sound of trees Which is all I taste with The sound of Joy and Laughter is all I hear As you watch they Play
V D avid M acias Colorful city with every color like the rainbow on East Bay Street. Green like Kiawah Island. Driving over the bridges, seeing orange, thinking about how beautiful that sunset looks. And let’s not forget about how the 400-year-old tree is still standing up after those so called catastrophic hurricanes come by.
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