In The Old Seaside Town

On the esplanade the cars buzz up and down It is holiday time in the old seaside town Young and old people out in the warm sunlight On a Spring afternoon that is breezy and bright. The silver gulls mewing in the sunlit seaside park And the familiar pee wee of the magpie lark Is floating along in the freshening breeze As it makes it's own music in the bushes and trees. Young people in shorts and singlets play ball in the sun And people of different age groups on the park pathway jog and run The fruit trees in their pink blooms the nesting birds chirp and sing On the last week of September near the prime of the Spring. The years may have left me looking older and gray But so good to be alive on a day like today The sun shining bright in a clear and blue sky And the swallows chasing flying insects chirping as they fly.