Life with M.
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In the realms of sun and salty air,
Stands Oceanaire, beyond compare.
And Reyauna, she was so nice,
Led the way, a guide to this paradise.
To floating islands, we first did stray,
Where daydreams drift and worries stray.
The best place to read and lay,
And allow the day to pass and fade.
Next, for when there was work to be done,
We saw the offices they have for free,
What a deal in this economy!
To the outdoor spaces, we then roamed,
Plenty of seating, tables, and spaces,
Easy to see being surrounded by familiar faces,
Spending our time, dining and drinking our wine.
Then to the unit, more than just walls and a base,
A home of comfort, rest, and space.
All of what a man needs, all within reach and ease,
A place for my car and my bike to park,
Always being watched for safety, even after dark.
Finally my favorite part,
A glorious gym, what a place to play,
With weights that begged to be lifted that day.
The doors opened up to the pool and spa,
And beyond, the ocean, beckoning,
A sight so grand, how lucky we could be,
To call Oceanaire a place that is home.