Could you go to a land that's never hot
And the sun shines down on just the spot
Where you still wear a jumper on a summer's day
Your thirst is able to be quenched straight away
In the summer time there is twilight until midnight
You will find the water at the beach is cold not just right
And you're able to walk barefoot on the ground
With no glare of the sun beating relentlessly down.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Walking on cool beach with barefoot, watching twilight ungi
What a wonderful feeling, I used to walk barefooted on a muddy or on a sand, and that recalls my childhood...nice poem to read, Paul... i really enjoyed it. thank you. i rate it 10. 😊My pleasure, for you to visit my poem quiet some time. Cheryl
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Walking on cool beach with barefoot, watching twilight untill midnight are enjoyable and fantastic. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks. ..10