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I’LL WALK ALONG THIS BEACH AGAIN

By Josie Whitehead (www.whiteheadm.co.uk)

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I’ll walk along this beach again where the waves caress the shore.

With golden sand beneath my feet and sea treasures to explore.

I’ll scuff my feet upon the sand and watch their trails expand

As the teasing wavelets follow me and dance across the sand.

I’ll breathe in again the salty air, with the breeze upon my cheek.

Cormorants scout the clear blue seas from far up lofty peaks.

I’ll clamber over golden rocks where rock pools gently warm;

Here anemomes and limpets hide away from rough sea storms.

I’ll recall the very many years that have passed since I came here –

Years filled with work, with caring, one by one have disappeared.

As I walk along this beach again, do the years show on my face?

The world’s so very different now – changed by the human race.