A Stroll In The Breeze
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Jayne Louise Davies
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I stroll along the sandy shore,
The brisk breeze blows,
The tide is low,
It brings back memories of before,
When we came here,
With bags in tow,
Filled to the brim,
With flasks and treats,
Striped coloured deckchairs,
A comfy seat,
And we would have a grand old time,
I cherish the memories,
Those days so fine.
Jayne Louise Davies
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