Fun On The Sand Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Barry Island was the place to be,
Fun times and memories,
Right down by the sea.
Cockles and muscles,
Rides on the fair,
Bustling with tourists,
Bright clothing they'd wear.
On those grand summer days,
On coaches they'd travel,
Carrying striped deckchairs,
Struggling to unravel.
Flasks of hot tea,
Sandwiches galore,
That was the place we'd never get bored.
Barry Island,
Sun, sea and sand,
They were the days,
Days that were grand.

Jayne Louise Davies