Mackinac Island, a place of dreams,
Where history and beauty interweaves.
From the Grand Hotel's grandeur and grace,
To the fort that stands watch in its place.
A place where time seems to stand still,
Where horses and carriages rule the hill.
No cars allowed, only the sound,
Of hooves on the street and wind all around.
Fudge shops and boutiques, a lively main street,
Where visitors can find a treat,
Ice cream cones and souvenirs too,
This place has something for me and for you.
The lighthouse on the bluff, a beacon of hope,
Guiding ships through the treacherous scope,
Of the Great Lakes and the Straits so wide,
Where nature's power and beauty collide.
The sun sets over the island each night,
Painting the sky with brilliant light,
And stars twinkle in the sky so clear,
A sight that takes your breath, don't you fear.
Bicycling, hiking, and fishing too,
This island has so much for you to do.
The Mackinac Bridge, a wonder to behold,
A symbol of strength, and worth a stroll.
So come to Mackinac Island, a place so fair,
Where memories are made and laughter fills the air.
Leave your worries behind, for just a while,
And immerse yourself in the island's smile.
For this place is a gem, shining bright,
In a world that's so often dark and night.
A place to refresh, to recharge, to heal,
A place to find joy, love, and peace so real.
So come to Mackinac Island, and take a trip,
To a place that's rich in history and whimsical script.
And leave with memories that will never fade,
Of a place that's truly one of a kind, and made.
