Walk cliff paths of Cornwall
And all its majestic past
You will see the occasional fisherman
From which his rod is cast
Next to where he stands
A cove so magnificent
The sight not seen in other lands
One of many coves of Cornwall
It's winter now and quiet
The views such stunning fare
No amount of cash can buy it
You can walk without a care
The sea looks so inviting
Even this winter time of year
Summer brings thoughts exciting
Very soon it will be here
You can walk the cliffs of Cornwall
And never feel alone
There’s so much for your attention
Such a tingling in the bone
So when your next in Cornwall
You're wondering what to do
Just walk the cliffs of Cornwall
Stunning views and seas so blue
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Invitingly written Don, and as it describes my own territory I applaud every line... there is nothing like the experience of Cornish coastline.... a sure 10 for this one - - - Fay