The sonnet celebrates the natural and cultural beauty of South Carolina, the speaker’s cherished home state. It begins with the coastal allure of Myrtle Beach, where sandy shores and breezes create a welcoming scene. It then moves to the Lowcountry, with its historic oaks and slow rivers, and Charleston, where past and present intertwine. The poem shifts to the majestic Blue Ridge Mountains, adorned with laurel and deep valleys, showcasing nature’s splendor. The final couplet expresses the speaker’s deep, personal bond to South Carolina, a “gem” whose charm captivates their soul forever.

The shores of Carolina stretch in grace,
Where waves caress the sands with tender care,
Myrtle’s green arms enfold a warm embrace,
And salt-kissed winds dance freely through the air.

The Lowcountry whispers tales of old,
Through moss-draped oaks and rivers winding slow,
In Charleston’s streets, where history’s told,
The past and present in sweet union grow.

The Blue Ridge rises, bold against the sky,
A painter’s dream of peaks and valleys deep,
With blooms of laurel catching every eye,
Nature’s wild heart in quiet beauty sleeps.

Oh, South Carolina, gem so fair and free,
Thy charm doth bind my grateful soul to thee.