A Lincolnshire Lad - East Coast Poem by Christopher Tye

A Lincolnshire Lad - East Coast

Empires of sand from The Wash up to Cleethorpes,
Amusement arcades delighting the masses,
Sandy beaches, sun and high seas in summer,
Trawler's from Grimsby braving rough seas.

Cleethorpes the star of the Great Central Railway,
Old and young with sticks of rock and candyfloss,
All things to all people of all ages,
Skegness the Great Northern Railway's terminus in the sun,
Trains full of tourists heading to the coast.

By Christopher Tye