by Jeffrey Russell
It runs between Carpinteria and the Sun,
Breathes ocean air that stuns,
Seafood and Tacos delicious to the tongue,
Ventura’s a moon over the mission flung,
Tranquil sky’s that drop foggy tears,
Her moon is full of passion that appears,
With many hikes to new frontiers,
Meditate on the Cross it’s Hill so near,
The pier jets out for a Pacific view,
As Waves dance on the ocean blue,
Two trees on a hill to set the mood,
Our Harbor to hook your fishy food,
Channel Islands adrift to navigate the day,
A Botanical Garden blooming new bouquets,
With a view to heaven her secret passageway,
Thank you Ventura your a full Calendar holiday.
