by andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England, UK
Oct 2010 349 Views 6 comments
Southern Comfort
The sun’s last dying ray,
Marking the end of the day,
Waves, echoing along the beach,
Stars, for now, safely out of reach,
And, as the last gull cries,
My comfort is found,
In a bag of hot, salted, vinegar soaked,
Crinkley French Fries,
Marking the end of the day,
Waves, echoing along the beach,
Stars, for now, safely out of reach,
And, as the last gull cries,
My comfort is found,
In a bag of hot, salted, vinegar soaked,
Crinkley French Fries,
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2010
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It may be a bit of an English thing, but wandering along the beach with a bag of chips in the evening is hard to beat......lol....Andrew...xxxPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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and now after reading it I want it..all