My Santa Barbara

My Santa Barbara is a Dream.

For all these years that’s what it’s been.

From a splendid Biltmore Sunday brunch,

When long ago we stopped for lunch,

To this year now, it all still clicks,

We still enjoy a magic mix.

Our setting sun will light the sea,

As well as mountains majesty.

With such beauty all around,

So many fun “to do’s” abound.

Perhaps to the Polo Fields you’d go,

With horses flying, to and fro.

A Sunday with such fun and food,

Creates a Santa Barbara mood.

You’d rather see a dance you say?

The historic Lobero’s not far away.

Or if you prefer a smaller stage,

The Center or New Vic are all the rage.

We even have a Santa Barbara Symphony,

World class music you’ll soon agree.

Visiting ballet trips the light fantastic,

Some are modern, others classic.

Plus you won’t even need your car,

For nothing’s really very far.

It’s a city that’s built for walking,

With endless great restaurants for talking.

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Whether you desire rice and beans,

Or this planet’s very top cuisines,

Santa Barbara’s always standing tall,

For, you see, we have them all.!

Then for your mental satisfaction,

You will find a lot of action.

Museums like the Karpeles

Bring living history to us.

Our Santa Barbara Museum of Art,

Each and every year it does it’s part.

While high upon the hill we see

A Museum of Natural History.

Activities too many to mention

Constantly call for our attention.

An evening sail on the Double Dolphin.

Or at the Muni a fun filled day of golfin’.

We even have our own Show Grounds,

Where endless fun events abound.

For a town that does not have great size,

Our Santa Barbara always takes First Prize.

For beauty or activity,

There is no better place to be.

So thank you Fate for what we’ve gained.

Perhaps these lines have now explained.

What Santa Barbara means you see,

Is Paradise on Earth for me.