Ponce De Leon's Dream Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

He sought but never found
he conquered and he tamed
a wilderness of beauty
a land of flowers named

The only place the vision
was real was in his mind
the fountain's youthful waters
were lost to all mankind

But in his futile searching
he brought along some seeds
of European citrus
to sow in sandy weeds

Today the land of flowers
draws those whose youth has flown
but as a consolation
bright oranges are grown.