beyond the mountains

The Island of June If you're feeling the need of real relaxation, In a climate that's lazy, a perfect vacation, Away from the snow and the slush that annoys you, Away from the worries and cares that destroy you, Try Nassau, the Island of June. There are bluest of seas at your door to enthral you, With no sudden temperature changes to gall you, And laziness comes on you, quietly stealing Along with a cheerful, a 'world's all right' feeling, In Nassau, the Island of June. -'A Song of Nassau" by Fred Winslow Rust