COASTAL TOWN With bread I coaxed the seagulls down, It seemed every gull arrived in the sleepy town. It was like a scene from the film the Birds, I was amazed and totally lost for words. There cries like a child mixed with the onrushing sea, And the gentle rustling of wind tickled trees. A lighthouse beacon wards from afar, An airplane path leaves a wispy scar. The hillside alive with cows agraze, Bathed in the suns beauty casting her rays. Seaware stuck on the saturated sand, Food for gulls on a dreamy land.
Reason for writing:
MY HOLIDAY ENJOYED IT SO MUCH.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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