As the sun shines down on Latitude 24*, and Longitude 81*,
as it inevitably will, take in the ultra violet rays,
feel the warmth, and know that Captain Tony is
looking down at the Straits of Florida, 428 Greene Street,
and a passel of loving children, adoring Conchs, and strangers
who felt the Key West connection in the hand shake of a man
who hitched a ride to the last resort on a milk truck some years ago.
