Coastal Walk Poem by Micron

As I tread the steep rocky coastal path carefully
The sun shines down its warmth caressing me
Dotted around is battered withered windswept tree
Surrounded by natures natural beautiful scenery

The path is worn, on times stone is crumbly
So then as I walk my feet I place very gingerly
With birds soaring above in cotton cloud flying free
Filling the air the gulls screech like an old banshee

Turning a corner of the path a spectacular view I do see
The path opens onto the cliff head people are absentee
In the distance a sparkling horizon, a glinting sea
Colours changing moody from blue to emerald green I see

Butterflies flit in the grasses, flowering shrubs around me
And bobbing fluffy rabbits hop as from me they flee
There I stop relax take in natures natural beauty
It helps your replenish I’m sure you agree