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#acrostic P lace where I will always belong, O ur town where I can do no wrong. R ights of passage in teenage kicks, T ime stands still in aged bricks.
Let's go off to Bangor, Bangor-boats-away Where we can spend an hour or two Reliving a childhood That all to fast was sped In pickie parks and pedalos, Fine swan shaped chariots, Joy in hand, In...
S and and sea and salty memories of sunscreen on hot golden skin and T ime spent beneath bluest skies streaked with white gulls and coloured kites, I n cold clear waters and crashing waves, ...
A dream lays before me Open, awake, for me to see It's dark tonight Gone so fast has the light The table is set before us We didn't make a fuss The humidity has gone Probably not for long Cold wind...
Silence; I watch you from across the gallons of sea water between us. You float across the pier, The promenade seeming to separate us further as it curves and stretches.
Laying on the beach In the sunlight This will go down Just by the matter of the night Beach balls , bat and ball You'll never get bored Making sandcastles I'm glad we went abroad Laying on the...
Two round and large sapphire glistening eyes stood out beautifully from her pale face.
The dancing ocean waves hum in lamentable strains Of broken octaves, crisp but faint; brushing my bare soles Resting upon the awaiting quiet shore, as if to take grief Back to the abyss, where it...
I went to the seaside And ate up my dish With contained of chips And fish Soon after that I bought something after my fish It was a balloon And I made a wish Closing my eyes And having a smile...
A lovely cuppa. To accompany my supper. A lovely hot piping tea. As we are holidaying by the sea. All sat around. Hardly making a sound. All too content. To head to bed and relent.
#youngwritershousehold I sat on the boardwalk splashing and swishing my feet around in the calm water. I was surrounded by pure, peaceful scenery. Suddenly, a boy appeared in silence.
Rolling surf and salty air, Sandwiches and pop, Donkey rides without a care, Ice cream with nuts on top, Paddling 'mid frothy waves, Tickling my toes, And Uncle Albert, buried there, Laughing through...
So this is the end. Of my wonderful day. I drove my family. To woolacombe bay. I love driving my family. To beautiful places. And seeing big smiles. On all of their faces. We have such a laugh.
Our walk last night was beautiful. You held my hand real tight. We watched the boats float on the sea. I could've stayed all night. The bench we found was well placed. To sit and have a chat.
The sun is shining. Legs are out. Sunburn's coming. Without a doubt. Your back will burn. You can't sit down. Hopping about. Like a clown. But you won't care. You're having fun. Out there catching.
Walked hand in hand. In the moonlight, on the sand. We walked along the shore. Wanted to keep on walking and talking some more. The moonlight made the water glitter.
Two old people. Sitting on a bench. Sat by the seaside. Hands Clenched. Two old people. Looking madly in love. Kissing each other sweetly. Whilst feeding the doves. Two old people.
The sun shone through the depths of the sea. The calm waves lapped gently onto the golden sand. Chattery children playfully built sand castles and buried their parents.
A day at the beach. Is a day to walk on sand. A day to swim. Holding someones hand. I day to relax. Lie and tan. A day to read. Bring a fan. A day to watch. People have fun. A day to stay.
It's our last night here. Yesterday we went to Arundel Castle. 131 steps to climb up to the castle keep. My ankles and knees are sore lol I'm proud I did the climb though.
Standing on the beach. Water at my toes. Aroma of the salty sea. Drifting past my nose. Sounds of children playing. Castles in the sand. Lovely blue and cloudless sky. The ice cream seller's stand.
Whilst I lay in bed, inside my little caravan by the sea. Sometimes the sea likes to speak to me. It's as if a thousand lions. Have been devoured by the sea.
He parked the car after spending some time trying to find an empty slot. It was always busy that time of year.