When we pay a visit to the seaside,
We venture out onto the sands,
And wiggle our toes in soft golden grains,
And mould sandcastles with our hands.
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Ah those long gone days of New Brighton and Blackpool! Is it now Benidorm for us?
A wonderful read imagery and atistic ability excel. I love the ocean and the wild array of pleasures it brings Well Done Cookie
very, very nice...i enjoyed this a lot...it was almost like being there as i read your poem...
Takes me back to my yesterday too 'The day at the seaside'.Regards
Sounds beautiful! I've never been to the Seaside. but you do describe it as something to do. Sincerely, Mary
I love this one Ernestine.We could sail upon your words, for we know that where ever they take us we would land with a smile.Love Duncan