The Beach Rocks! Poem by Denis Martindale

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The rambler ventured to the beach,
With empty bags in case,
Then picked up rocks and looked at each,
His hobby to embrace.
For there, upon the pebbled shore,
Were diamonds in the rough,
To others, simply rocks, no more,
But he would show them love.
As years rolled by, rocks filled his home,
Displayed for all to see,
Examples of the joys to roam,
Some shone like jewellery.
While other rocks he couldn't use
As fine art meant to share,
The rocks he chose he had to choose
When quite beyond compare.
So those who visit see the best
That God meant him to find,
And marvel at this noble quest
That blessed his heart and mind.


Denis Martindale. October 2021.