Paradise that lives in the heart of a poet
Verses that spill forth don’t you know it
It’s a mystical beauty changing all day
From morning till night on this peaceful bay
From scent of the waters and the cry of a gull
The far distant ship the grayness of it’s hull
Cloud painted patterns from an artists brush
The words of a poet with sweet words of love
Home by the sea brings all kinds of emotions
Like the flow waves a rhythmical motion
From the seashells on the gold patterned sands
Two lovers strolling the beach holding hands
With pen and paper it’s my only place to be
My perfect place to write is home by the sea

David Swinden © 23/3/2016