entering kilkee on a warm summers day with a comforting breeze on my back walking towards the strand also makes me remember awhile back
i used to play on the strand as a lil kid build sand castles among other kids and jump around in the sea with the other kids but time flys by and now already im no longer that kid
im a whole new person while i stand on the strand a whole new person while i walk the strand looking out at the horseshoe shaped beach gives me a feeling of happy times of which i sometimes remember
hearing the seagulls hearing the waves makes the occisonal visit worth the stay looking out into the distance makes me believe the world aint so small as we are made to believe
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
i wrote this poem for to share with those the momment i had on a beach i regulary vist in co.clare kilkee.
very nice...I too, walk in memory as the salt air fills my mind of earlier time...
scarwolveOPscarwolfs den, Carlow IrelandJul 9, 2010
thanks guys i always wondered does this happen to others and i like to try bring people together to show we all are similar in our ways and are also diffrent
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