50 is the loneliest number

The mighty 50th
With its fiery archipelago
And abundant transience
There’s a firm history there
Beyond the waves and sullen tourists

Kings, Republics, Annexation
Even its sister Alaska played a part
Eisenhower and statehood shook hands
“Yep, life is good” they thought

The sand always takes over
With the sun a formidable partner
If you approach something without a sense of history
A vacation spot is born


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